Today started like any other day. It’s officially spring and in true form I am watching water droplets stream down my windowpane, washing away the last traces of winter. [That is until the weekend as snow is on it’s way. #CanadianProblems]. The boys are down for their nap and I am enjoying a few moments of solitude with a mug full of freshly brewed coffee.
It was an ordinary day until I realized that today is the four-year mark of my first miscarriage...