First of all, I just want to say thank you to the many of you who have responded to the posts this week. I have received emails, texts, Facebook messages, etc., and the feedback and response has been overwhelming. It is so great to know that there is a huge community of support out there.
I know first hand what so many of you are going through. Looking back at my journey, I realize that my infertility story was extremely, mercifully short compared to what many of you are currently experiencing. But the ache and hurt from that period of my life still linger. I’ve told friends time and time again that I still, oddly, feel infertile, even though I have two healthy children. While all of my dreams of motherhood have come true, I remember the agony of infertility very well.
If I may, I’d like to encourage all of you out there to share your stories. To find someone to talk to, if for nothing else but to share your pain. For me, when I told friends about my feelings of deep suffering, I found that I was hurting a little less after I shared. Who knows how it may benefit you?
Maybe by sharing your story, you will make someone feel as though she is not alone.
Maybe by revealing your fears for the future, you will be comforted in the present.
Maybe by telling others how lonely you feel, you will find a community of support and love.
Whether you talk to close friends, family members, your husband, or an online community, it certainly helps to know that you are not alone in your struggles. If you know of someone who has or is walking down this same road, give her a call and meet up for coffee. You may find comfort in your mutual experiences.
You, dear woman, are not alone in this. You are cherished, you are prayed for, you are loved, and you are admired. You are walking down a difficult path, but you don’t have to do it alone.
And, in case you were wondering, I love coffee.