tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post3619841013561482396..comments2023-10-28T06:08:35.632-05:00Comments on Infertile : The stockings are stored in the basement with care Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10568392175026945091noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-24488453129809809482013-11-26T22:08:35.153-06:002013-11-26T22:08:35.153-06:00Thank you, Stephanie. Yes, it stinks! Thank you, Stephanie. Yes, it stinks! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10568392175026945091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-40617342758529795722013-11-26T22:06:39.929-06:002013-11-26T22:06:39.929-06:00Oh how your story touches me! It is similar to our...Oh how your story touches me! It is similar to our stockings in so many ways. We can get trapped in waiting for "the next big blessing" and miss out on the beauty and joy of our present blessings. Our vocations are now. Our lives don't start when x y or z happens. God is calling us to joy now. Thanks for sharing your beautiful account of choosing to embrace the beauty of now. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10568392175026945091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-52345730496940959982013-11-26T22:03:25.891-06:002013-11-26T22:03:25.891-06:00Thank you, Rebecca! I admire your strength and res...Thank you, Rebecca! I admire your strength and resolve to not do the above mentioned:-). I am guilty of those things often! Praying for your Thanksgiving is filled with peace and joy. And any tips about you keep from yelling and the DH is these situations would be much appreciated:-)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10568392175026945091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-10448933805022288342013-11-26T22:01:05.438-06:002013-11-26T22:01:05.438-06:00I think it was only through our conversations that...I think it was only through our conversations that I've been able to put these feelings into words. Thank you for your beautiful honesty in everything. Your openness about your own pain has helped me understand my own emotional experience on a deeper level. <3 You are great friend. <br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10568392175026945091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-71088876090306989572013-11-26T17:30:49.314-06:002013-11-26T17:30:49.314-06:00Hugs and prayers, girl. Prayers that one day you w...Hugs and prayers, girl. Prayers that one day you will get to use all of those stockings. Infertility stinks. Especially this time of year. Stephanie @ Blessed to Behttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15432625948200484509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-74439214104251329092013-11-25T17:29:57.652-06:002013-11-25T17:29:57.652-06:00I can so relate to feeling grief when I see pregna...I can so relate to feeling grief when I see pregnant women or anything to do with family for that matter. It truly is like a child has died. Allowing yourself to feel that grief and even cry about it or talk about it with others is good. Explaining how I feel in those situations has helped my loved ones understand how tremendous this experience has been emotionally and spiritually. I grieve with you and I'm praying for you. Blessed Wifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17133000334850365220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-14130534097895401192013-11-24T22:04:06.481-06:002013-11-24T22:04:06.481-06:00I see beauty in this post, because of your honesty...I see beauty in this post, because of your honesty, because of your willingness to find Christ in the middle of the brokenness. For years I had a tiny "Charlie Brown" tree. I kind of hated it, but each year I would tell myself that maybe it would be my last year for needing it and I would get a better tree when I had someone else to decorate for. Finally, a couple of years ago, I gave up waiting for that and got myself a tree I like. It's nothing too fancy, but it doesn't remind me every year that I'm waiting for something that may or may not happen. So I'm glad you got new stockings!Catholic Mutthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10254315970336710941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4109855272863564356.post-28606375306949010552013-11-24T20:16:26.918-06:002013-11-24T20:16:26.918-06:00You are right, He is there.
The holidays just mak...You are right, He is there.<br /><br />The holidays just make the weight of infertility feel that much heavier. We host Christmas Eve at our house and every time The Man brings it up to make plans, I find myself being overly sensitive and having to work very hard to not 1) burst into tears or 2) yell at him or (worst of all) 3) both.<br /><br />I don't think this is a depressing post - it is an honest post, with your hope in Christ shining through.<br /><br />Sending lots of prayers your way!Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04738076740941616678noreply@blogger.com