today was due date #1.
I wasn't sure how to approach today. I knew I would be sad, would feel a little empty - and it's true. I do, I feel those things but I also felt very lucky this morning. I wasn't expecting that at all. I am SO lucky to have the husband that I have. He is so comforting when I'm not doing so great. He knows the right things to say when no one else does. He isn't afraid to talk about the tough stuff - the stuff that scares away everyone else.
I fully expected to be pregnant by the time this day rolled around. I'm not - and I'm learning to be okay with that. I know how to focus on the good things in life, while still remembering the bad. I've learned patience, or at least I'm trying.
I'm in a pretty good place today. I didn't expect to be. I expected myself to be a wreck.
Hopefully it won't be too much longer.