Author's Notes

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As I lie here reeling from the fact that I've finished another book, I'm thinking about what this book means to me.

I began writing this book in late 2017. It wasn't until a year later that I could somewhat relate to the pain Kelly went through in this story.

In 2018, my husband and I found out we were expecting our third child, a baby boy. Halfway through the pregnancy we were told that there was no hope for our son and we'd have to say goodbye at some point, whether it was during the pregnancy or after his birth.

Long story made incredibly short, I gave birth at full-term and we were able to spend three hours getting to know our little guy before he left this world for a better one.

Months later, I found out I was expecting again and I started asking myself a lot of these questions... Why did I keep putting myself in position that could leave me broken? Even though I believe I'll see my baby again one day, it doesn't solve the missing him NOW.

Before we decided if we wanted another child, the question I had to ultimately answer was: Will I be able to live with the knowledge that I chose not to take the risk?

The answer was no. For us, the risk was worth it.

Eventually, we had a healthy baby boy and now we have three kiddos at home that fill us with joy.

Had I allowed the fear of loss to dictate my next step in life, I wouldn't have had the silly boy I have now. Our family wouldn't have gained another puzzle piece.

Fear of pain is so normal, especially when you've experienced great losses. But there's always hope, even in heartbreak.

Joy is like the plant you see growing in the crack of the concrete sidewalk; it'll find the weakness in your armor. It'll find a way to grow again.

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Be happy. Find joy. Be blessed.
WM

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