Today at church we sang one of my favorite songs:
Your love is deep, your love is high
Your love is long, your love is wide
Deeper than my view of grace
Higher than this worldly place
Longer than this road I've traveled
Wider than the gap You filled
It comforted me so much when I was longing to have my first baby and was having trouble. I love the thought that God's love is longer than this road I'm traveling. It was a long journey to get Luke and I know it's made me who I am and what I believe. So I was thinking about the road I've traveled during church.
This March, I turned 31 and have two sweet peas by my side most of the day, feeling content and satisfied with where we are right now.
Last March, I was very pregnant with Norah and spent my time chasing almost-two-yr-old Luke around.
Two Marches ago, I had one sweet pea and no clue if he would be an only child or not. So I just wanted to not have any regrets or take anything for granted.
Three Marches ago, I was very pregnant with Luke. I was so excited and ready to be a momma!
Four Marches ago, I was desperate to be a momma and had no idea that in the next few months, I would make the decision to not have exploratory surgery for endometriosis, have a tubal pregnancy, and learn some lessons the hard way.
It's amazing how so much can change in just a few years.