Then there are days like today. I looked at both tubes this morning. I thought about how I have to drop off some Scentsy orders, make a run to the grocery, and have lunch with a great friend. Looked like a good day to me. The BIG mascara it was. I applied it with confidence, the sun shining brightly through the kitchen window into the bathroom.
On my way out the door, I take a quick peek at facebook to check on a few posts I've been following, knowing it may be awhile before I get back home. And there it was.
....we'd like to welcome two baby girls....
My heart jumped to my throat. I have to be honest. It still hurts sometimes. I am happy for every baby born healthy into this world. I know how so many things have to go perfectly for that to happen. I am happy for each momma who delivers a healthy set of multiples. So much more has to go right for those miracles. But it still stings my heart, because the words to describe Lucas and Caleb's birth was more like
....we are sorry to say that two more babies went to Heaven....
Then, as I feel what I am feeling, I feel guilty for not being able to overcome the rush of grief and just be happy for this momma. Grief can be stronger than happiness at times. I know I can be happy for her, and sad for me at the same time.
I am amazed how quickly the clouds roll in. I used to run away from them, hoping to not let the rain pour down. But I've learned in order to dance in this rain, I also have to be able to walk through it.
So I am going to go wash off my war battle paint (thanks Danielle), and then I will re-apply the BIG mascara, trying to think positive. Today still has potential to be a good day. Then I will hug and kiss on my Simon, holding him tightly.