February 13, 2019

For You, Of Whom We Do Not Speak

Even now words fail me. I usually say “miscarriage”, but it was in some ways much worse than that. I was so sick. At the time we didn’t know why.

For You, Of Whom We Do Not Speak

Even now words fail me. I usually say “miscarriage”, but it was in some ways much worse than that. I was so sick. At the time we didn’t know why.