The Road to You

Chapter 3

After the miscarriage, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Or even think. My world had been turned upside down and I was mourning the loss of a child I would never get to hold. Matthew tried to help but even he didn’t know what to do. He was just as lost as I was. We even came close to splitting up.

A few weeks go by and we are coming up on Valentine’s Day. What was once one of my favorite holidays was now just another day to me. I didn’t really want to celebrate but he insisted my mom watch my daughter and we go out to eat. He took to me the island and we went to Outback, which is a really great restaurant. We ate and talked about things. We decided that no matter what we had to try and start moving forward. He took my daughter in like she was his and he stated that she needed us and it was okay to mourn and move on at the same time. Getting ready to leave, he got down one knee and proposed. I said yes, of course. Who wouldn’t want to marry there high school sweetheart.

I didn’t shed any tears and little did I know, that tears are important and should be shed when proposed too. Nothing else matters.

Life went on and a few weeks later we were heading to Tennessee for a family vacation. It was going to be one of the last ones we took with his dad. His dad had lung cancer and it was getting worse. Hospice was coming weekly now instead of every other week. I needed that vacation to heal and come back to reality. Things were great and everyone had a great time.

A month after the vacation, I started getting sick and we didn’t know what was going on. Until I looked at the calendar and realized I was late. We were pregnant again. This time I was nervous to lose this baby as well. I knew I couldn’t go through that again. I wouldn’t put myself through that either. When I told Matthew we were gonna have another baby, he broke down in tears. We still weren’t over losing our first but here we were getting another chance.