infertility
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Zinnias, August 1st, & a Folded Paper of Dreams
I scribbled out my dreams for the future. I wrote of children who would garden with me and complain about it, but I wouldn’t mind, because I would be just so happy they were there with me. A folded piece of paper stuck in a between the pages. Who knew if it would happen? Who… Continue reading
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How Thoroughly God Gives Life!
In 2020, while a child grew in me, I returned to the thing I had loved to do as a child. Writing poetry. And I wrote the years down. Infertility. My silent screaming. God’s history of love to me. My grief. The garden. The starkness of the bathroom floor. The healing. The escape from the… Continue reading
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When a Lot *Doesn’t* Happen in a Year
Haven’t we all said it? Or hoped it? Or desperately wished it to be so? “Well, a lot can happen in a year!” But what if it doesn’t? Or doesn’t feel like it does? How do we watch friends and family go by without us? Survive another night feeling left behind or afraid of being… Continue reading
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Why I’m Still Writing about Infertility
“This is no thaw. This is spring. What are we to do? Your winter has been destroyed, I tell you! This is Aslan’s doing.” I have never read the entire Chronicles of Narnia series, but this year, I put them all on my reading list. I read one or two chapters a day. When I… Continue reading
