I’ve been 36 years old for two weeks. Two long weeks. Two weeks that I would give back if I could… I learned that life could change and yet stay the same in one awful moment and that the change could make each second of normalcy feel like a stab in the heart. I know many, many women close to me that have gone through pregnancy loss and I am stunned by how strong I never even realized they were until now.
I learned that just having my sister in the same house comforts my soul and that I have a friend that would terrorize the world for me.
My husband and friends assured me that I would be proud of myself for returning to work and “normal” life but I learned that they were wrong.
The world is a little dimmer and the edges are a little blurred but nothing except everything has changed.
I sometimes call miscarriage the biggest club most people have never even heard of because so many of us have gone through it.
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The worst part is that nobody talks about it until after you join.
And that is EXACTLY why I’ve written so much about it and talk about it when it feels natural. Or when it doesn’t When people ask what my tattoo means I tell them straight out – sometimes people get weird but it’s not my responsibility to hide bad stuff to help people feel better.
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