Here we are again. I thought after the way I talked to you last month that we’d start off fresh, that things would be different this time. I figured after our heart to heart that you would agree to take a nine month vacation. Obviously I’ve been a fool to assume. It’s not that I don’t want to see you entirely. In fact, you give me some hope that my body is somewhat doing what it is supposed to. I’d just rather see you later. You see I had plans, hopes, and desire’s to be fulfilled this month. But you came and forced me to trade my hope for disappointment. Your presence reminds me that my plans have failed and my desire has been delayed. For the past 2 weeks I believed this month was different. In fact, I have even taken several pregnancy tests to confirm my suspicion. I was careful this time to monitor my body for signs and accurately calculate the days of ovulation. I have even watched my diet and made sure to get plenty of rest. So where did I miss the mark? What did I do wrong? This emotional roller coaster only ends in my frustration and sadness. If you could only comprehend the heartache I feel when you alert me that you are on the way. Maybe then you would take that vacation that we talked about.
On second thought, maybe I am glad you’re here. Although you represent the end of my 28 day journey, you also represent the beginning of a new one. I have another chance!
I’m dusting off my knees and wiping my tears. I’ve given myself permission to cry and grieve my disappointment. This month things will be different. Come what may, I have decided to walk in victory. I chose to believe that God is for me and has good plans for my life. He makes all things beautiful in its time and I know that regardless of the outcome, this too, my 28 journey will be beautiful.
Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us (Romans 8:37
