She has experienced loss, pain, despair, anger, loss of faith, depression, hope and love. I look up to her for all of these experiences she has lived through. I admire her for the woman, mother and wife she still is even on her cloudy days. I sympathize with her on several levels and respect her so much for her courage. I pray for her so that her faith always guides and her hope and happiness never leaves her. I love her for finding me, for reaching out, for making me stop and think, for being that one voice of reason in my world of chaos. The infertility, baby loss, miscarriage and all the struggles of a grieving mother are truly heavy and without each other's support, it can be difficult and lonely. I know for a fact that I will never be lonely. I will never face an issue in my journey alone. As much of a strong woman that I am - a grieving mother was a person I never thought I would identify myself as. It's a life sentence and with the heaviest of hearts, I wish that she did not have to face this before I did. I wish that I was the one to have faced it before her, but I am grateful for her. She made me stronger and because of her I can be there for someone else. I only hope that I can be that inspiration in another grieving mothers life! 
I love you J! I hope you know this is about you and if I made you cry, I'm sorry. So many tears that we shed in this life for sadness, so take the time to shed the tears when you are appreciated. From the bottom of this broken, forever altered-grieving mother's heart: THANK YOU! 
