Remembering

I just read a beautiful post yesterday written by Shannon at Rocks In My Dryer who was remembering her own miscarriage 11 years ago. It was pretty timely for me to read that post while I'm dealing with my own miscarriage right now. Here's an excerpt:

I remember the early days of my very first pregnancy, blissfully cloud-walking at the thought of becoming a mother. I remember the sound of my parents' voices when they heard the news that I was expecting their first grandchild....

...I remember the crushing weight that collapsed onto my chest in that ultrasound room at 10 weeks--not only had the baby died, but the baby had died 5 weeks earlier and my body simply didn't "get it"....

Read the rest here.