Infertility is like losing a loved one.
Your longing to see that person hurts and you grieve them over years just like a loss.
Wanting to see their face and hear their voice- it aches much the same. Its like missing a member of your family.
The only difference is that all hope is not lost. You reopen this aching idea -with uncertain potential for change- over and over again- even if you’ve given up.
You know it’s not over.
It lives with you as long as you do.