The FB post that started it all.

So that idea I had the other night? I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I called my sister, Miranda, the very next day. Unfortunately, she knows the pain of miscarriage all too well. She, too, experienced a pregnancy loss – her first girl after 2 boys – lost at 16 weeks gestation. She loved the idea immediately and agreed it was so needed. So for the next hour or so, we bounced ideas around until my vision become even clearer and the project even bigger. I wanted to give women a safe place to come and share their stories. Their feelings. Their hurts. Their experiences. I wanted to give them a place to open their hearts without fear of judgement. And pregnancy loss was first on my list.

Before I really had much time to think it all through or feel any fear about what I was about to jump into or what would happen if I failed, I updated my status on Facebook. I just wanted to see if anyone else would be interested in working on this project with me. Would any other women want to share their story of pregnancy loss?

It was the night of April 1st when I wrote:

Dear friends who have ever experienced the loss of a wanted pregnancy, Rich and I are going to work on a photography project raising awareness for pregnancy loss and would love your help. If you’re interested in learning more about the project and how you can help, please email me at

There is no cost involved, except a bit of your time. Must be local to the Charlotte, NC area (or willing to meet us here!) Feel free to share this if you know other mamas who may want to participate. Thank you!!

That post will now forever remind of of this quote.


It was my 20 seconds of courage. I just threw that status up there and God used that to put something really great into motion. 18 women in total emailed me. They poured out their hearts. They bravely told me their stories. They told me of their precious babies, lost much too soon. Some before the first ultrasound. Some well into the second trimester. Some were born directly into the arms of Jesus. My heart broke wide open reading their words and despite any fears I now had, I knew this project was so important.

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