A dear friend of mine told me that her daughter had just had a miscarriage, and everyone in the family was saddened by that loss. I wrote this back to her:
I’m sad to hear about your daughter and the baby. We build our future on hopes and dreams. The loss of a dream is a fact that inspires great compassion.
Like a stone skipping across the pond, the soul that will bless your daughter’s life will come to rest in her arms shortly: she will nurture this soul and recognize it as the one. Know that hope has not escaped, only has taken another skip on the pond before accepting the invitation of coming to rest in your daughters womb.
Tell your daughter that all will be well, and hold hope close. It will protect her from the stressors of our modern life. The stress is the enemy of acceptance, and the new baby is sensitive to that, you know.
I’m sending these words out over the internet to anyone that is feeling the loss of a pregnancy. May they help you focus on the next skip of the stone.
