Arches National Park

It was funny coming back down and having adults see our seven year old and say, “Well if he can do it, we can do it.”

We got to the trail about 6:30 am, so it was dark, and it took us about two hours to hike there, and that was with an unfortunate detour—my fault for following people rather than looking for signs.

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This whole post is a trigger: pregnancy + loss.

August is a weird month for me. For everyone in our family really. It’s the month our oldest sister was born and also the month that she gave birth to her first born and died. I’m not really sure what order those last two things happened. And every year I think I won’t mention this story…but I’m putting it out there again. We all process pain differently, and one of my ways is through talking about what happened rather than keeping it trapped inside.

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