And he says this: “With all the differences in our lives, we have at least one challenge in common. We all must deal with adversity.”
So I know you’re here with me on this.
My latest bout comes in the form of another miscarriage, which I seem to believe I’ve gotten over till suddenly a midnight fear finds me and convinces me I’ll never bear children again, or I see darling girls everywhere with round bellies cloaked by long, hippie dresses. And so I deal with my own moments of pointless jealousy and longing: longing for another dark-eyed babe, longing to feel that life inside of me, longing for the silly excuse to eat whatever I want, but mostly, longing for answers as to why.