infertility · Poetry

Your Orders Are Shipping!

Friday was fun! Thank you for your orders.😍 I believe these words will be beautiful company + comfort to your spring. I’m so glad they are on their way. One has already arrived! Printed and received in England.❀

Spring has not always felt like spring for me (or you, I see you) and so these words getting to you right now is part of the art of HGaE. Because, yes there are flowers on the cover and God made spring in my soul and we go on that journey, but it’s a process. There are years spent in “Opposites.” And you need winter words for winter seasons when its spring outside. You need harsh poems without pretty bows or blooms. You need to read about how you feel when you feel numb.

Pain doesn’t get the final say, but it does say something. So we let it have a voice. Honesty exposes the reality of hope. And healing in God happens/is happening, but we don’t have to rush a single thing.

May the words in Hope Gives a Eulogy bring warmth to your winter and the hope of your coming spring. May these poems wait with you wherever you are.

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infertility · Poetry

No Children, No Hesitation

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.

Life is HERE.❀