July of 2016 brought the day I’d been waiting for my entire life: the day I found out I was pregnant.

But early in the morning on September 2, I found myself in the emergency room in a great deal of pain and confusion. In my soul, I knew what was happening...

After Sparrow’s death, I wrote to other parents of lost children about my experience on this journey. I share these reflections to offer a picture of this Journey of Grief and Growth, so that others who have walked, are walking, or will walk this same path may find some familiar footsteps alongside their own.

Upon my third approach, one of them looked into my eyes with sincere interest and asked, “How come your eyebrows never go like this?” He furrowed his brow.

And then he glared at me with the most anger in his eyes that his little body could probably hold. Brow furrowed, teeth bared, shaking with fury, he put his nose to mine and yelled in his most threatening voice