Good in the day

So blessed by the sweet spirit of the lady at the doctor's office today. She shared that she had a scary postpartum experience and offered to give me the contact information of her friend that also lost a baby through miscarriage so I'd have someone to speak to that could empathize. I've been both sad and a little disheartened knowing that some I've personally known, having gone through the pain of losing a baby through miscarriage and have come to their place of healing, will not offer an attempt of showing empathy or any encouragement. Often I find myself pulling inward and building up walls even higher especially when I'm hurting. I've been attempting to speak up and share because I know what it's like to feel completely alone especially when certain experiences aren't talked about much. Sometimes the less than desirable people and circumstances in this life can shake my hope and faith that overall most people are good and caring. I'm grateful for those that are willing to share their stories of distressing times, those that also have been shaken to their core and are willing to reach out to someone even if they've just met because they have compassion due to the struggles they have faced. I'm also thankful for those that have reached out just to say they're thinking of us and praying. I know that through this when I come out on the other side I can be a listening ear, empathize and maybe be that someone to offer a little brightness during what feels utter darkness. I didn't exactly completely open up today but at least I dipped my toes in the water and was able to feel a little outward connection. Maybe not all days are good but I'm happy to have found a little good in the day and I thank God for comfort during the storm.