This past Saturday marked 30 weeks gestation for our little Bacon Bit. Every week continues to be a blessing, an affirmation of hope. And every week brings us a bit closer to holding our little boy. The thought makes my heart swell. And the thought makes my heart ache. Yesterday, John Blaise would have turned […]
torch bearing quietly
I will not act out, will not yell or curse or slam doors, will not make a scene -- you do not deserve such a chance to make an example out of me to be proven right since you are not. Instead, I'll stand at this street corner, raise my hand high and clench that light which yet remains. It will burn brightly, quietly, fiercely before fading as I. Then I'll be gone but found.