The poem I wish I had when my arms were empty and my womb felt hollow. . .
The physical pain of infertility can be just as sharp as the emotional suffering. But somewhere along the way, I realized I could nurture life without children. I could live life as though it had already begun (because it had). I was already settled into purpose and value, full of life.
I am ready for you to read Hope Gives a Eulogy (!!) because there will be poems that will just embolden you to GO FOR LIFE as it is. Pain in stride. Empty arms or not.
In APRIL when you hop on Amazon to purchase Hope Gives a Eulogy, this is what you’ll see! So keep your eyes peeled (what a saying), because Hope Gives a Eulogy will be available for purchase very soon.
April starts tomorrow, folks!!
What a perfect month for this book’s debut. Easter is April 4. Infertility Awareness Week is April 18th-24th. (#NIAW). And Mother’s Day in May is not long after. Springtime for the brokenhearted & grieving can be such a painful reminder of all that is not.
But I believe spring comes.
I believe infertility can be the story without being the story.
I believe it can be spring in your soul when pain is your life.
I believe God can do anything.
I believe Hope Gives a Eulogy will be the words so many women are living and desperately needing to read. I’m waiting with you.
HERE WE GO! And here we stay, full of life, anyway.❤
Two things I specifically didn’t want in Hope Gives a Eulogy + WHY. . .
1) Page numbers 2)Table of Contents
Here’s why:
Page numbers would distract from the poetry and I want you to move through the story in the same way I did. I didn’t have an idea of a timeline. Page numbers give direction, but when you’re in the thick of it, you are just IN IT. You don’t know where you are or what’s really going to happen when you turn the page, but you have to turn the page because it’s your life.
-table of contents? I more than likely would have said no to a table of contents any which way you cut that cake, but do you know of anyone who gets to read a table of contents before they live their story?! Me neither! There’s no way to know.
So on these pages without numbers in a book without a table of contents, I learned to grieve, celebrate, stand up, wait long, breathe, hope, be unafraid, dream, trust, and laugh. My soul healed in God.
And I want you to go on that journey as closely as you can.
Forgetting Hope Gives a Eulogy is a book in your hand.
Being in those years with me.
Feeling seen and known as these poems meet you wherever you are.
I almost added these last lines to a poem in Hope Gives a Eulogy, but we decided this concept was a poem all its own and one I think has a place online. I’m so glad to share it this way.
