That first year in New Jersey produced mostly happy memories, but even in the hard times loving care was shown to us.
[The year was not without its trials. The hardest was enduring my first miscarriage.
Before I share about that I’ll include some happy times. My brother came to visit which was a treat for the girls.
They loved Uncle Greg. While he was there we visited a nearby playground.
We really had not planned for another child yet, having just moved and needing to get settled in a new area. But when I realized I was pregnant, we began to get excited about adding a new family member.
I remember having the usual tiredness and morning sickness, but things seemed to be going well. Then, about the 12th week of the pregnancy I noticed I was bleeding a little. I went to the OBGYN office, and the doctor told me there was a 50/50 chance of the baby surviving. Needless to say, I was a very upset young mother.
*Trigger warning – details of miscarriage*
My husband and I prayed a lot, but things got worse, and we faced our first loss. Because it happened at home, we were able to see the tiny body that was already recognizable as a baby. Of course, that made it even more traumatic for me, and I remember shedding a lot of tears. After the miscarriage the doctor instructed me to come to the hospital for a D & C procedure.
While lying on the hospital bed unsure of what was to come, I asked God to be with me, to give me strength and grace. He did bring peace to my heart as I was wheeled into the operating room.
It was still a difficult time, and I was pretty weak. My blood pressure was low, but I made it through without any more complications.
A Neighbor’s Loving Care
A neighbor, Martie Moore, came over to stay with our girls while we were at the hospital. She washed all my dirty dishes and thoroughly cleaned my kitchen. Later, she brought us a meal. She’s the friend we walked with to and from the preschool our daughters attended, as mentioned near the end of THIS POST.
We developed a close relationship even though we were neighbors for only one school year. Our friendship has lasted through the years as we went our separate ways.
We now live within 3 hours of each other. When we do get together, it’s as if no time has passed, and we pick up where we left off.
A Pastor’s Loving Concern
Our pastor came to visit me shortly after the miscarriage. He was very tender and compassionate, like a father.
He noticed I was very pale and told me to be careful and take it easy. Then he wrote a scripture passage in my Bible.
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort; who comforts us in all our affliction so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any afflictions with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. II Corinthians 1:3,4
He told me this experience, though hard, would enable me to comfort others. Sure enough, the very next year a friend of ours had a miscarriage. When I went to visit her, I didn’t have to say anything. But she told me that she knew I understood because I had been through it myself.
God’s Loving Provision
Even though this was a hard experience, I know that God was with me. Our friends demonstrated true loving care through their kindness. Several years later I had two more miscarriages fairly close together, so I do understand that kind of loss.
I hope that by sharing my story you will be encouraged, even when going through hard times. Feel free to comment and share your own stories of loss and hope.
Next week I will conclude our Kenilworth adventures with a beach trip, my daughter’s scary thoughts, and a short look back.
I’m linking up with: #TellHisStory, #TeaAndWord
12 thoughts on “Loving Care: In Happy Times and Sad”
Thank you so very much for sharing from your heart of comfort! I am so sorry for those painful losses you have had to walk through. But truly I can see the Lord’s compassions in you so much. And what a gift to have your friend bless you and care for you, and then to be able to stay in contact through the years. God is so gracious to us in every place where we walk. I am so grateful for the compassion that you share with me too, dear friend. Love and hugs to you! xoxo
Thank you for your sweet words. Yes, it really is a gift that my friend and I still keep in touch, though not as much as we’d like. We need to get together again soon. I, too, am grateful for the compassion you show to me. I’m blessed to call you my friend and sister in the Lord. Blessings, love and hugs to you! xoxo
Thank you for sharing, I am so glad you had a friend and pastor to help you.
Thank you for visiting, Rebecca. Yes, God provided precious people to help us out. Blessings to you!
Love this series. Gayl, do you know name of the plugin for the “LIKE” button near your social media share buttons?
Thank you, Susan! You are always such an encouragement to me. You might be hearing from me for some help if I do put this into a book format. Blessings and love to you! xo
Thanks for sharing…I have lost a couple of pregnancies as well. So hard. Yet, just like I see in your story, God brings comfort through His people.
I am so sorry for your losses, too. And I am glad for the way God sends people to comfort and help. Blessings to you!
This would be one of the hardest things for parents to experience. What a blessing that you had friends and a sensitive pastor.
Yes, Barbara, it was a very hard thing for us. But, yes, we were blessed by such a caring family of friends. Blessings to you!
Isn’t it something how God can use even (or especially) our most difficult times to help others? That in itself gives me comfort! Thank you for sharing your heart here. I can’t imagine going through what you have! Your words have touched me!
Yes, it seems when we go through hard times, we learn to lean on God and then He enables us to reach out and help others in an empathetic way. It was very difficult, but I’m so thankful for faithful friends. Thank you for letting me know these words have touched you. Blessings to you! xo