Last summer the husband and I were on vacation and decided that it was time that we finally got tattoos together. He had six and I two but we both got our previous ones without each other. I had been looking at tons of trees and knew that was the direction I wanted to go. I found a few cute designs but was not sure where I wanted to get my next one. I was toying around with the idea of a small one on my wrist but the size it would need to be was just not something I was comfortable with. So as it turns out I ended up getting my lovely tree tat on my right foot. I just adore it and it means so much to me.
You see this tattoo is here to remind me to be strong. To know that I can bend in the wind and handle what comes our way. I have always believed that what is meant to be will be. However our journey over the last two years has really tested this and while we may look back later on and see the full picture, right now I just can not believe that our TTC timeline is necessary.
There are still days when I just feel empty. When the world does not make any sense and all I can see is the unfairness of it. There are days when I feel like there is no hope. The thought of looking to the future is scary and the fear of loneliness is too strong....
But then there are good days. When I know we will get through this. When I know that we are meant to be parents and we will someone have children in our home to teach and learn from. To love with every single bit of our beings. To stress over, to worry about, to cry over and to laugh with. To hold tight and say good night. To watch play and grow up way to fast. I know that it will happen and we can get there one day.
So now, no matter which day I am having I know that I can handle what comes our way.
So to this I say.....Come What May.