Aching

I've mentioned before my longing for another child and how a few of the girls I went to school with are now pregnant. When I wrote my piece, I knew of three different friends who were at various stages of their pregnancies. My heart is now breaking for one of those friends who lost her baby just a few weeks ago. I ache for her. And I ache for me a little as well. It has brought up feelings I had hoped I had buried. Questions I had hoped that I wouldn't ask myself again. One day, I hope that I can accept that it wasn't supposed to be, was never going to be and that it's just one more trial in my lifetime. One day...