I've been having some second thoughts about a blog I posted a while ago, Woe Is Not Me--Reflections on Infertility After Adoption. Not because of what I wrote, but because of how it was perceived. So I keep going back to it, rereading it, and wondering if I should have worded things differently. But the more I read it, the more excited I get about the path my life has taken, its twists and turns, and how much I have learned about strength. I find it to be a beautiful story of redemption, and what's so cool, is that it's my beautiful story! Sometimes I don't feel like my life is anything to write about, (literally!) but it is!
May all of you have moments where you can see the beauty in your own story.