Dear Uterus,
I started writing this on the plane as we flew into San Diego.
I didnt get very far.
We spent the night taking turns as sleeping and then driving around town.
Yesterday(day 41), Glen and I were talking about the things we could do after he graduates school.
I am not quite ready to announce everything yet, but we were having conversations about where we see ourselves going with our lives, and etc.
I write this because it is different then the future we planned just months ago, and honestly, it's the first time where it didnt seem like a tragic circumstance.. it actually made me hopeful.
I might barely be almost reaching the point where I can find a "good" in all of this.
-Michelle
"If nothing ever changed there would be no butterflies."~Unknown
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