Today is the one year anniversary of our miscarriage. Somehow it seems like just yesterday and an eternity ago at the same time. I feel like I should say something profound, impart some great wisdom I've gleaned from all of this, but for the life of me I don't know what it is. The best I can do is to say that the pain is still there, but it isn't as sharp, it doesn't cut as deeply as it once did. I guess that's the best that anyone can hope for. To live through a great personal tragedy and to keep moving forward while still acknowledging the importance of your past.