The First Poem in Hope Gives a Eulogy

Here’s a snippet from the first poem in HGaE.

Entitled Wintered-Over for the brittle, achy, numb, wintry emotion of my whole soul when I was struggling the most.

Infertility is a sudden and subtle jolt of pain + grief. It took a lot for me to actually be really honest with myself and God about the state of myself and my belief in His goodness/kindness. God felt mean to me. I said the things I meant without filtering the reality of my pain and my perceptions of God. I learned to trust God with my vulnerability, who I really was without “spiritual speak.”

I lashed out toward God. God stayed. And so did I.

But I had a lot to process.

The poetry in Hope Gives a Eulogy takes you through the cyclical emotions of questioning, grieving & healing.

While I’m purposefully keeping most of the poems offline, Wintered-Over remains the exception which you can find as an instagram reel via @sierravfpoetry.

On a beautiful side note,

Spring is on its way & in some ways, it’s already here.❤ Flowers truly put a richness back into my life when life felt like nothing at all, and my husband brought me these flowers, and took photos especially for me to use for my blog.

Which reminds me of one of the love poems in Hope Gives a Eulogy.

So, the story lives on.❤

infertility · Poetry

Why Share Your Infertility Story Now?

But why are you sharing your infertility story now?

Because it is wise.

Because I am now ready + able to do so.

Because it is a way to honor + remember the story I’ve lived alongside God.

Because Hope Gives a Eulogy expresses my love to Him.

❤You don’t have to tell your story. You are not a plaything. You don’t owe us your vulnerability.

Your story is valuable. Period. That value does not fluctuate based on whether we see it or not.

God sees you.

infertility · Poetry

I’m Finally Sharing My Infertility Story. . .

And it’s personal, awful, and beautiful.

These last years were some of the hardest emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. Poetry is the only way I know to truly acknowledge the reality of the pain that is infertility and honor the story I have lived alongside God.

So I wrote a book using only poetry to tell the story.

Looking back, 2017 was one of the worst years of my life as I began to really admit I was struggling with pain, grief, and scary questions + emotions. The following years of infertility would bring healing & hope in ways my heart was desperate for.

I’m finally in a place to share this with you.

Hope Gives a Eulogy is a collection of 95 poems inspired by the grief + pain of infertility and the healing + hope I found in God.

In the next few weeks, you can expect this photo with snippets of poetry, more about my infertility journey & what to look forward to in Hope Gives a Eulogy.

This is not a sampling of the book cover (but wait till you see the actual cover!!), but this photo does represent the spring that came eventually. But more on that when you actually read the poetry this spring!!❤

You need to know this story is not about getting pregnant. It’s not about my son. Pregnancy wasn’t the source of healing. It wasn’t THE answer. It certainly wasn’t the only impossible gift. The YEARS I grieved were somehow filled with hope & healing.

Because of God.

And THAT’S the story I’m telling. The poetry in Hope Gives a Eulogy covers the death-like, hollow, scraping emotions of infertility. . .and the healing I experienced in my womanhood because of God. . .the hope of life seen in flowers, finally seen in me. Before my son.

Spring 2021 is going to be lovely! And March is going to be full to the brim with poems inspired by Hope Gives a Eulogy and personal thoughts shared on my blog.

I’m so glad you’re here and so thankful and ready to share this with you.