I am not a curse. I will not bring you bad luck.
I need not be treated like a social pariah.
Yes, I had a miscarriage.
Regardless of what you believe, I believe I lost a baby. What I saw in my ultrasound was a tiny beating heart in a tiny life. A life lost. I have three children now. Two here and one in Heaven.
Talk to me about it. I don't mind. Don't talk to me about it. I don't mind.
No, I am not over it yet. I won't ever be. I may not be crying. Or I may be.
You don't get to decide when my grief ends. I do.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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3 comments:
Sorry you have not been treated very nicely lately :( they are goobers!
{{{hugs}}}
No one has treated me badly -- it was more a comment on society's overall reaction to miscarriage.
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