Show Me Where It Hurts

My heart was ripped wide open the moment we welcomed our twin boys into this world, while life as I knew it -simultaneously – was being ripped away from me.

When you experience trauma, Hurt doesn’t settle in right away. It’s not until you have a chance to reflect on the pieces of the rug that was ripped right out from under you that Loneliness, too, begins to press in. Suddenly, you realize that life for the rest of the world carries on just the same. It’s only your life that’s come to a screeching halt.

We may not have the control over our lives we often convince ourselves we do, but pain transformed into purpose knows that two things can be true.

Hurt and hope, longing and love, fear and faith: these can coexist. And it’s only after we’ve fully and authentically let ourselves feel the first, that we can wholly embrace and understand the indestructible nature of the latter.

I can miss what was lost, while simultaneously thanking God for all I’ve gained. I embrace the uncertainty of today, knowing with newfound certainty who I am – and what a gift that is.

I’m a decade into this special parenting journey, and it is certainly nothing like I expected, but everything I never knew I needed.

And I look forward to sharing more of it with you.