Life is getting back to normal after my miscarriage. The miscarriage. Our miscarriage. I don’t know why I’m finding this so awkward to name and talk about. I could have stayed in the solace of my home for so much longer but I knew personally I had to start doing what was uncomfortable to start healing. So we are out and about again, spending about equal time being social and hanging out in the backyard. For reference, when I say we it’s usually Liam and I because we spend the bulk of our days together. I’m not looking for instant normalcy, for now I’m allowing myself to feel out of sorts. A friend told me to take as long as I need. Over the past few weeks I have leaned on that advice and found peace there.