I have known for a very long time that there would be no children. These days, for ninety- nine percent of the time, I am genuinely at peace with it, but then every now and then a little spike of grief comes along.
It has prompted me to repost a poem I wrote nearly ten years ago. I have changed a word or two, but the sentiment remains.
I know two other women who will very much know what I mean, and to them and any others who read this and say, yes, I’m with you… my love to you, stay strong.