Thank you

Wow. A big wow. After I posted my last blog regarding my decision to look at the positive and begin to move forward after our miscarriage, I had an outpouring of support and I wanted to take the time to thank all the people who have helped me and Brand in this journey.
 To all those who have been there for me during this terrible experience I thank you. Thank you Cassie for sitting with me and Brand in the ER and for taking our minds off our tragedy if even for a minute. Thank you to the rest of my friends who have sent cards, who have prayed, and who always do their best to make me smile. Thank you to my family and extended family who have cried with me, prayed for me, and who have blessed me with their wisdom, and who didn't say the cliche things most people say but who hurt with me. Thank you to my small group ladies and leaders who have given me their shoulders, time, and prayers. Who have cried with me over our shared experience. I love you all.
And thank you to the people who reached out and commented on my blog or my Facebook posting. You guys have given me so much strength. A lot of you said I inspire you or that I am strong, and while I thank you for those kind words I must admit I am so weak. I have been the definition of weak these last 7 weeks. But you guys have given me the encouragement I need to move forward. The ladies who have shared their own experiences with me have given me an example of strength. If they can get through what they got through, then I truly believe I can be happy again. I cannot thank you all enough for what you have been to me.
When I miscarried, I promised our Sweet Pea that I would not disappoint him/her. I would make my Sweet Pea proud. And that's what I plan on doing, and with all of your encouragement, I know I can do that.
With the help of your words and my husband's endless support, I feel strong enough to get through this.
But mostly, I thank my Lord and Savior who is my Strength. I have not been the nicest to Him these last seven weeks but I cannot deny any longer that I need His strength. Truthfully, I miss Him.
Just because I'm choosing to move on and reclaim my life, does not mean I will ever forget my Sweet Pea and what he/she meant to me in those two short weeks I knew him/her. I will think of my Sweet Pea everyday. I hope when I think of my Sweet Pea I don't get sad, but rather I get excited to live this life I've been blessed with that could have easily been taken from me. I'll think of my Sweet Pea in Heaven and be happy that they don't have to experience this cruel world.
So again, thank you for your encouragement, your words have not fallen on deaf ears but have rather ignited a fire inside me. Thank you.