Hard to contain
A world of sadness is in my heart, and also a world of joy. How can these contradictions be contained in such a small space?
There has been so much to celebrate in the infertile world these last few weeks. Friends, whom I have laughed with and cried to and admired and rooted for, have received the news that they have yearned for above all else.
There have been stories so remarkable, so full of joyous surprise, that I am slack-jawed in elated wonder.
In the midst of this sea of happiness, other friends are in too much pain. Unpredictably bad news strikes, and the path to motherhood gets longer and more twisted. For some, the other heartbreaks of life swarm in from the blue and take center stage. And when someone who has been there for me--and for so very many, and at every step--gets hurt yet again, I know that there is no such thing as fairness.
I'm so happy, and I'm so sorry.