Heartbreak to Strength Blog

Angel Ornament

As I opened the box, my eyes began to tear up.

It had been 6 months since we had loss our Baby Grace.  The summer and fall had been the hardest months of my life.  As Christmas was approaching, I knew that I wanted something special to remember our sweet girl.   

Even though she had never made it into my arms on Earth, she was forever in my heart!

As we decorated the Christmas tree, I opened the box with her newly made ornament.  Tears filled my eyes as I was captivated by the beautiful angel. 

An angel ornament in honor of Baby Grace.  

I remember just staring at this ornament, wishing I could hold her.  Wishing she was in my arms.  The hole in my heart was real.

The loss of my baby girl is one of my greatest heartbreaks. 

It was the first time my whole world got turned upside down and I was not sure how to get through it. Have you ever walked through this same heartbreak?

Thankfully our church had an amazing support group called Empty Arms for women who had lost a pregnancy either due to a miscarriage or a stillbirth.   I remember going and feeling safe to share my hard emotions with others.

Friends, I encourage you to share your hard emotions with someone you trust. 

This life that began inside of you was real and all the hopes and dreams for your baby were also very real.  It is so important to take time to grieve this loss.

Oct. 15th is National Pregnancy & Infant Loss Remembrance Day.  

Since I have walked through this hard loss, I know it can feel very lonely.  I know the world can sometimes minimize this loss too, so I wanted to honor the women who have lost a pregnancy by sharing my story as well as my friends’ personal story of loss. 

On my Depth Podcast, you can listen to the newest episode: Loss of Pregnancy—Part 1. 

My friend, Yvonne, shares how she lost her sweet Emma at 41 weeks, full term.  I share my loss at 16 weeks pregnant when the doctor could not find Baby Grace’s heartbeat.  Both Yvonne and I attended the support group Empty Arms at our local church, and together we talk about how we got through the hard emotions that followed the painful loss.   We hope our stories can help encourage someone else walking through a similar heartbreak.

Praying for all those who are grieving the loss of a baby.

Love, Jodi

To listen, you can click on the link below on apple podcasts or you can go to jodirosser.com and click on the Depth image to listen.


Beauty in the Broken

My heart was saddened when I heard a large crashing sound come from the other room.  As I walked in to see the damage, I saw my son holding a ball and a broken cross on the ground. 

As we cleaned up the pieces, my son said that he could glue them back together.  I was not sure it could be salvaged.

In my heart, it was broken beyond repair. 

Have you ever felt like that?  As you look at the broken pieces of your life, you just cannot see how anything good can come from it.  You honestly have lost all hope.

Friends, hope is an important ingredient as you look at your broken pieces. 

My son saw hope for this broken cross, I did not.

Maybe you don’t see hope as you stare at another negative pregnancy test.  Maybe you don’t see hope as you are raising your kids as a single parent.  Maybe you don’t see hope as you drive to another chemo appt.

Days later, we decided to glue the broken pieces back together on my cross.  I thought I would like the perfect one better; the one with no cracks or signs of brokenness. 

But now, as I look at the broken cross, I see beauty in the broken! 

  • I see beauty in a woman who perseveres in the middle of her brokenness.
  • I see beauty when God is faithful to guide and comfort a broken heart.
  • I see beauty when a broken story is shared with another hurting heart and it unleashes hope.

Just like this broken cross, your cracks and broken pieces are beautiful when placed in the hands of Jesus. 

He is the one who gives us Hope. 

Hope that our brokenness has a purpose.  Hope that He can use our broken story to encourage another hurting heart.   Today I pray we can all cling to this hope especially when we are in the middle of broken pieces.

Love, Jodi