An app I’m testing out, tells me that 45 days ago my daughter was born. 45 days ago, five weeks early we got a wonderful eight pound surprise in a perfectly healthy little Mermaid Warrior. June 20th, last year, was a day when my heart broke as I endured my second miscarriage followed by necessary surgery. Six is the number of times I’ve been pregnant. Four is the number of live children I have. Thirteen is the quantity of years my world has revolved around my Enginerd, and eleven is the number of years that I have legally called him mine. It seems that for many months, I have meant to sit down and write this post. Yet I kept keeping myself back. It’s personal. It’s not full of photos. It probably won’t get a single comment. But isn’t that why we started blogging in the first place, back when, to share our. . .
Hundreds of miles from home, Susannah faces an uncertain future as a mail-order bride on the untamed Dakota prairie.
When her parents die suddenly, and no suitors call, Susannah resigns herself to the only option available: becoming a mail-order bride. Agreeing to marry her pastor’s brother, Jesse, Susannah leaves the only home she’s ever known for the untamed frontier of the Dakota Territory.
Her new husband is more loving and patient with her than she believes she deserves. Still, there is also a wildness to him that mirrors the wilderness surrounding them. And Susannah finds herself constantly on edge. But Jesse’s confidence in her-and his faith in God’s perfect plan-slowly begin to chip away at the wall she hides behind.
When she miscarries in the brutal Dakota winter, Susannah’s fledgling faith in herself and in God begins to crumble. Still, Jesse’s love is unwavering. Just when it seems like winter will never end, Susannah finally sees the first tentative evidence of spring. And with it, the realization that more than the landscape has changed.
She looks to the future with a renewed heart. Yet in her wildest dreams, she couldn’t predict all that awaits her.