Having Hope
We transplanted a tomato from our garden bed to a pot a little late in the season. It was shading everything around it and taking over (also, we didn’t know we were supposed to prune it! We are learning). We moved it to its new home and crossed our fingers. A few weeks ago, I was working in the garden and I spied a tiny red tomato on our transplant. After a few touch and go weeks, it was producing! There was hope! The concept of hope has been on my mind a lot lately. When I was pregnant with Amelia, I lived in fear of a miscarriage every day until about 24 weeks. Now she’s here, and is the most tiring joy of my life! A month ago, when I saw those two lines I felt….weird but excited. Well okay then, baby two, here we go! I felt cautious, but less afraid this time. My track record was good. Then, things were not okay. Our miscarriage started on Amelia’s first birthday, what a strange day. We were celebrating our first born, while losing our second. ...