You Can Always Go Home Again,

I was pretty depressed when I first found out that I couldn't have children. I had wanted to have my own kids for such a long time, and finding out that I could never have a child that was completely mine, a child that was of my blood, was life altering. For a while I didn't really want to talk to anyone, not even my poor husband who was feeling the same pain I was. It was my mother who finally brought me to my senses and made me realize that just because I couldn't naturally have a child didn't mean everything was over. She just held me as I cried and I remember I hadn't felt that comforted in a very long time.