Falling for Fall

Can I just say that we LOVE it here? We have never seen so many colors from nature in our lives! The trees are so beautiful! Here are some examples of what we see out our windows in our apartment:

This past weekend, we went up to the Georgia Mountains to see Maw-Maw and Paw-Paw. It was the most beautiful drive I have ever taken! We drove through 30 miles of winding roads that all looked like this:

But better... the pictures really don't give it justice, I promise.

Me and Maw-Maw before Church.

On our way back home on Sunday, we decided to stop by an old graveyard on the side of the road for the spookiness... it was Halloween and all. And it was kind of spooky, but then I saw some baby graves of children who were born and then died the next day and on their grave stones it was written, "Our Beloved Son", or something like that. One particular one was in the 1940's or 1950's and his little head stone now lays next to his parents' more recent headstones. But this was very bothersome to me...

Some of you may or may not know that Brad and I experienced a very sad and tragic miscarriage in June, thus spurring our wild decision to move across the country. Sometimes I feel like the world keeps going, and I'm still stuck... still crying about my sweet baby who I never met. I was really struggling again last week and last weekend. It feels like there is a hole in my heart that is meant to be filled by motherhood, but the only thing there is this nasty scar. Sometimes it's hard to relate to the people in my family because none of my sisters or my mom have experienced this kind of loss and it can be a very lonely place. For some reason, I think going to that graveyard and seeing those little headstones was peaceful to me... reminding me once again that I am not the only one who has experienced such a loss, and reminding me that our precious baby gets to be with the Lord already! I feel so blessed to have such a good God and supportive husband and family. I do trust that God knows what's best for me and knew what was best for Baby Neier... even when I am blinded by pain I still feel the loving clutch of Jesus holding me, and I just know that's how my baby must feel, too.