Four years ago I had two miscarriages in one year. I was told that I may never carry a baby to full term again. I have two healthy daughter,s so I told myself to just be thankful and move forward. For some reason, I struggled with that. Fast forward two years. Our family home burned to the ground on January 27, 2015. It was right after Christmas, so everything that my children had gotten for Christmas and everything they had burned. It's easier for an adult to process. It was heartbreaking watching a six year-old and an eleven year-old try to grasp the fact that all we had was each other and the clothes on our backs. Fast forward one week – I found out that I was pregnant, and I just knew that under the current circumstances there was no way that I'd be able to carry a baby because we were homeless. A sweet friend of mine sent me a Giving Key with the word Courage on it. We got into a temporary home where we lived for about a year. Fast forward one more year. I'm lying in my one year-old's bedroom watching him sleep and writing this. So I say all of this to say to all of you, have COURAGE!