Life hurts sometimes.

It hurts right as you think things are perfect. After the chaos of your early 20s you finally settle in. You have a husband that cherishes you, a budding career, and you have been blessed countless times. However, Without fail darkness always comes. Honestly I never thought I would be the one sitting on the other side of a miscarriage. I got pregnant on the first try. It felt meant to be. Like everything was perfect, too perfect. Was it something I did? Was it my travel for work? Did I work to hard and push my body too far? Did I get too emotionally upset? Did I eat something wrong? Did I not take enough vitamins? How could I be so heartbroken over a baby I didn't even know yet? I loved that little body and tiny limbs, and beating heart growing inside me, yet they are gone. So many emotions and thoughts cross your mind through the darkest of times, but I wait patiently and hopefully for those unwritten chapters.