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Hi, I'm Jenny. Life is beautiful and hard.

Welcome to my corner of the internet. I hope to encourage you through stories of the hard, heart, and humorous parts of my life, woven together with threads of hope and faith.

What I do know is this: God is working even when life is not. God is good even when life is not. And God has good plans even when all of mine fall apart.

I’m so glad you’re here.

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Maybe I’m not supposed to admit this, but here I

Maybe I’m not supposed to admit this, but here I am 🤷‍♀️
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How to give thanks when it’s so very hard to do

How to give thanks when it’s so very hard to do so?
Maybe start by remembering and receiving mercy and grace.
May this Thanksgiving be a gentle one 🩷
#reallife #whengratitudeishard #givethanks #everydaylife #lifeishard #griefandgratitude #thanksgivingday #encouragingwords #faithlife #hismercy #faithfulwomen

I remember the first Thanksgiving after we lost Mi

I remember the first Thanksgiving after we lost Micah. We weren’t holding the baby we thought we would be. Grief was very present. I had a beautiful daughter, but we’d said goodbye to two babies. I wanted a sibling for her so badly. I was newly pregnant and scared that another pregnancy would end in loss, like the previous two had—I was grieving an uncomplicated and naive pregnancy experience. But I was so grateful to be carrying that little baby, even in the uncertainty. I was grateful AND I was grieving. You don’t have to choose either/or. There can be both.
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Their names are on my tongue. Imprinted in my mind

Their names are on my tongue.
Imprinted in my mind.
The list is ever-growing.
Those who have been surprised by the cruelty of living this life.
I whisper their names.
Silently offer them up to God.
“Comfort them. Bless them. Let them see you even from the depths of despair.”
There is no end to the pain that surrounds us, the pain we ourselves may know excruciatingly well.
And yet, by some great mystery, there is no end to grace either.
Thank God, there is no end to grace.
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‘Tis the season for gratitude . . . and for grie

‘Tis the season for gratitude . . . and for grief, as it turns out.
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When my generation meets my daughter’s generatio

When my generation meets my daughter’s generation, it’s a beautiful thing.
And no, I don’t LOVE Taylor Swift (nor do I think she’s the devil 😂) but I do enjoy some of her songs, and hey, I’m not about to shame anyone for putting their music on cassette in the year 2023. If anything, thanks @taylorswift for bringing back the 80s and 90s.
Plus what’s better than watching this generation be not only intrigued by, but enthusiastic about the ways of us mid-lifers?
P.S. This is the only TS post you’ll see here 😂
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“Happy Birthday!” the familiar bakery clerk te

“Happy Birthday!” the familiar bakery clerk tells my daughter.
My hand tightens around her small fist.
“How old are you?” the woman asks.
“Four!” she shouts.
I look down at her. Memorize her sun-streaked pigtails. Her sepia eyes that see the world with more wisdom than her years. Her open-lipped smile that gives away her crooked front teeth.
“Four years old, already!” the clerk exclaims, looking at me.
I offer a tight-lipped half-smile, bracing myself for where I know this conversation is going.
“If you’re going to have another, you’d better start trying!” she exclaims with a giggle.
I want to tell her we have.
We’ve tried. Failed. Berated ourselves.
I want to tell her about the tears. The unrecognizable sounds that have forced their way up and out of my mouth—the language of grief, I suppose. How I’m still learning it.
I want to tell her I want another baby more than anything. How I’ve carried more babies since my daughter’s birth—one of them is buried at the cemetery a few miles away if she’d like to take a look. How I really wanted that baby too.
I want to tell her today is my due date. How I feel guilty for being so utterly sad, hollow, on my very-much-alive daughter’s birthday. How I must be a terrible mother.
But like my husband says, “People don’t typically know what to do with the truth.”
So, I don’t tell it.
“We’ll see,” I croak, tugging my daughter’s fist, signaling it’s time to go.
She skips through the parking lot with no awareness of the gift she won’t be given, only focused on the sprinkle-covered cupcake about to be devoured.
Tears fall behind my sunglasses.
It’s her birthday, and I’ll cry even if I don’t want to.
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Originally posted on @coffeeandcrumbs
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October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month and this story is just one snippet of how nuanced the pain of loss can be for so many.
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