A Mother to Many

I can't have children. With that simple statement comes images of an infant's downy checks under soft hazel eyes wrapped up in a blanket, a toddler racing up to me wanting her mommy to see what she's found. There are many different children I see with different combinations of my traits and those of my husband. In my mind I hold these mourned children and they smile at me and I feel our connection – that great mystery of blood and spirit shared between woman and child.I am grieving for an o … [Read more...]


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