Why?

Of course I have a million questions surrounding what our family has endured over the past thirteen months. But the question of "why?" pops into my mind more often than I'd like to admit. I know that I will never get the answer to this, and most days I accept this for what it is. But this summer, I have found myself asking this question not only about me, but about many of closest friends as well. This morning I found myself asking it yet again, with some terrible news I received from a good friend.

For the sake of privacy, I won't go into details about any of my friends' situations, but I know three amazing women that all found out they were expecting in the past couple of months. These women all come from different heartbreaking circumstances of losing other children and then had regained hope with the news of their upcoming miracles. Their joys were short-lived when they lost their precious babies before they got the chance to hold them in their arms.

Any person's heart breaks for these friends of mine. And I wish there was something I could do to help them through this horrible time. I just feel like saying, "Enough is enough!" Why do things like this happen to these wonderful families, whose only desire is to have healthy children? I just don't get it... as I'm sure, they don't either.

It's a very scary realization that no matter how hard life is, no matter how many tears you've cried, or how many pieces your heart has broken into, you are still suseptible to more heartache. It's not like there's some master list, where once you have dealt with the most unbearable pain of losing a child, you are now immune to having other terrible things happen to you.

So please, please pray for the healing of my friends. Pray they find moments of peace and comfort. I know their little ones have now joined their siblings in heaven and they are all watching over their mommies and daddies.

Love to y'all,
Tracy