I am grieving a loss. It’s not your typical loss. No one died. I am grieving the fact that I’m done having children. It comes in waves as most grief does. A photograph can be a trigger. A hug from my five-year-old, a mushy kiss on my cheek, or even a very vivid dream in…
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