This Summer I wrote myself a postcard from my trip to Guatemala (read more about it here). It was a letter to myself- thoughts I wanted to remember 6 months from my return. 
A dear sweet friend held on to this postcard for months and then sent it back to me. This precious postcard (which apparently survived the scars of USPS) could not have come on a better day.
I've been feeling stretched lately. In efforts to discover who I am "outside of infertility", all my imperfections have come to light. I am trying to learn forgiveness and patience, kindness and peace. I am trying to understand God's plan for me and walk His path. I am trying to be more kind to myself. I am learning to love myself.
