Sometimes I hear something, or in this case read something that just breaks my heart. I can across this article (The Love I Will Never Know) while on the train home recently and as I read it I could feel the blood drain out of my face and tears well up in my eyes. While I have never had a miscarriage (think miracle of epic proportion), this woman's look back on her life, decisions she made and the resulting loss is devastating to read and I can sympathize on a deep and painful level.I know I still have some time and I know it is in God's hands but it still breaks my heart a little more each time I hold a precious baby or hear a baby's laughter.
Excerpt, "I know, for example, that not being a mother means there is a part of me which remains unused, a love that will be forever unexpressed. I know that what any mother describes as the most profound love she has ever known is, to me, a locked door — there is so much love I will never be able to give, wisdom and understanding I cannot share, shelter and solace I cannot provide."
I think I need a hug.
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