Adoption, Miscarriage, & The Lie Saying No One Understands
Grief can cause us to lie to ourselves. One of the lies that ran through my mind often during our recent miscarriage was this: almost no one understood the nuances of my "rare" (so I thought) dragging-on version of loss.
Of course this isn't true. 10-25% of clinically recognized pregnancies end in miscarriage. Loss is a part of parenthood.
Adoption, too, is full of heartache for parents. (And for children, although this isn't what I'm referring to today.) Someone from the website We Are Grafted In contacted me recently, asking to publish a blog post I'd written years ago, after yet another roadblock stood in our way to adopt Amelia. You can go here to read it. My old heartbroken words during adoption delays are not too different from my recent cries from miscarriage. Despite the lies, neither struggle was unique to me.
Whatever you're facing today, be assured: you are not the only one. There is someone who can say "me too." Better still, there is a God who became human, in order to experience our sorrows and bear our burdens. He saved us, but He hurt first. Jesus can say to you, "me too."