There’s a half-written blog post in my files…an update on the menagerie…
*Vin is doing beautifully as an only dog
*the goats continue to charm us
*we rescued two semi-feral outdoor cats through the humane society’s “barn buddies” program and they are hilarious and quite social (just don’t touch them).
*we have chickens now and they run here and there, climb trees, and perch on goats. I didn’t know chickens were fun! I just wanted the eggs.
And finally, I was going to tell you that we were expecting a baby. Except now it’s too late. I’m not pregnant anymore. Our baby left us before she was really here. 21 weeks and 1 day in utero and then not… that was a month ago. And I don’t know what to say. I have no profound thoughts on this subject. Just…
I am sad.
My husband is wonderful.
He is so sad.
Grieving is hard.
I have amazing friends.
I love my family.
I am glad I can take time to process this.
I don’t know what to do.
There are much worse things in this world.
This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me.
Working with tiny bits of fabric feels good right now.
The baby’s name is Juno.
We miss her very much.
I drew a quilt design with her name in it; I’ve started a pile of fabric for the quilt; I may make it someday. We’ll see.
“When she shall die,
Take her and cut her out in little stars,
And she will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
-William Shakespeare (gender-flipped)
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