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MiscarriageJessica ScheksComment

Goodbye to the best year of my life and the worst year of my life. The best because for awhile I was blissfully happy; I became a mother to a precious baby and the best daddy (and my heavenly Father) in the world were by my side through it all.

The worst because I lost all of the hopes and dreams I had for our sweet little one less than a month after finding out she was growing inside of me.

I'm entering into 2016 with the hope of growing abundantly closer to the Lord so that I can partake in ALL He has for me; the absolute best and (what I perceive to be) the worst. I want to be drawn nearer to the cross and to never take it for granted. I'm hoping the worst part of 2016 won't be as heartbreaking for me as the worst part of 2015 was. But regardless, the Lord is still  good! He gives -- and He's given me SO many things this year -- and He takes away. Blessed be the name of the Lord!

I'm a little emotional about leaving the only year behind that held our precious little one in it, the only year where her heart beat. But I'm going into this new year hoping and praying for a sibling to come along to expose my heart to more love than I thought possible. I love that having children helps you get closer to the cross in so many ways. I'm still so sad I had to lose my first, but hoping I can hold my second in my arms (or at least in my belly) in this coming year. <3

But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.
— Psalm 71:14