Friends

And he said, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” (Job 1:21 ESV)

Friendship seems so simple. I guess it is to some. For me, my friends are like family. God blessed us with some amazing people here in NWA. I truly trust that is because He knew we would need them. How do people get by without friends? I've celebrated with them, prayed through hardships, and experienced loss with these friends. I've become an adult alongside these people.

Most of you know that we found out about a month ago that we were expecting baby number 3. After an ultrasound and seeing a healthy heartbeat we decided to start sharing the news. Last Sunday (Mar 30) I woke up and just knew that I was in the middle of a miscarriage. Monday morning things started picking up pace but I hoped and prayed it would all stop. Monday night into Tuesday morning, things got pretty bad. Long story short I lost a large amount of blood, passed out twice, and took my first ambulance ride to the hospital where I stayed the night. Needless to say, we lost our baby. That mourning process didn't start right away for some reason. I thought The Lord had protected me from that. Not sure why I thought that but the last two days have proven to be on the contrary. Still, I choose to say blessed be Your Name, Lord. Do I pray for my expectations or to the One who is in control of those expectations? Only One can sustain. 

I know we wouldn't have survived this week without Kiley, Amy, Kate, Cat, Shannon, Becca, Molly, Melanie, Brooke, Kristy and Samantha. So many others have prayed for us both near and far. These girls, though, were here. They showed up without even thinking about it. They came to visit, both at home and in the hospital. They cleaned for us, cooked for us and most importantly took care of my girls. Pretty sure SJ and Caroline thought they were on vacation! I never once had to wonder if the girls were cared for, where they were, or where they needed to be. Every detail was taken care of. What. A. Blessing.  Each one of them were and continue to be the hands of feet of Jesus for us. Thank you doesn't hardly scratch the surface of the gratitude I feel for them. But, thank you!

And, a special thank you to my sweet family and friends that called or texted everyday. I have some huge rocks of support in you all. And, I value each one of you. 

Since this post was about friends I didn't say much about Daniel. My rock, my friend, my love. He never left my side. Thank you, friends, for making that possible. And, thank you, Daniel, for caring for me. I love you.