Dear all the women in the Early Pregnancy Unit Waiting Room,
You had someone with you- a partner, mother, friend. I didn’t really see them, I could only see you.
We were Mothers; The protectress, but powerless. We were silent- were you praying? To a higher power you did or didn’t believe in, to science, to medicine. Save this baby. Do whatever it takes. Anything.
We were sisters too. All your faces were the same. I didn’t need a mirror to see my own. I didn’t need to know what my eyes looked like, because they looked like yours. We looked broken.
Thank you for reminding me of our shared humanity. That we all feel the same, hurt the same, love the same. For all my life ever since that day, you have been in my heart, a reminder if I am inclined to be unkind to someone. They are me and I am them.
I hope you got good news that day. And if you didn’t, that you got it later. I hope you are OK. I hope your home is somewhere love lives.
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