🌸 Every Tear Was Held
When I got married, I was cautious—I didn’t want to get pregnant too quickly. But within a few months, our hearts shifted. We were ready.
And then…nothing.
What began as a short wait slowly stretched into years. I experienced miscarriage after miscarriage. Hope would rise, only to be shattered again. I watched others’ families grow while mine stood still.
My heart ached deeply. I longed to be a mother.
Through the heartbreak and the silence, I discovered God’s nearness in ways I hadn’t before. He became my constant—His love held me together when I had nothing left to give.
Month after month, tear after tear, He was there.
Psalm 34:18 (AMP)
”The Lord is near to the heartbroken and He saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
And now—I hold my miracles.
I see His fingerprints in every part of our journey. In every face I get to kiss goodnight. In every answered prayer.
This path taught me that God is present not only in the celebration, but in the waiting, the weeping, and the unknown. He is faithful—even when all feels lost.
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