Christmas is over. It was an ordeal, which isn't really a bad thing, but it still was. Friday started out hopeful. I thought I might be pregnant, I was officially late, was being good and holding off testing 'til Christmas morning. Didn't make it that far. Just before our guests arrived for Christmas Eve dinner (and just as I got home from church
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Those were not the dreams I am talking of losing, but thanks for the thought.
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I would say that hope and faith regrow, if I thought you'd believe me. When you need to believe most is when it's the hardest thing to trust.
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