The truth of losing my children to infertility
It was a sublimely gorgeous September day, the kind that is almost good enough to be summer, and definitely the kind that calls forth a gentle yearning to be somewhere other than where you are.
“This would be a great day for Greenport”, I said wistfully to my husband, as we headed out of our development to run an errand. He agreed and after a few moments of pause pointed out that he had a full staff at all of his locations that day. “Hmmm, and you know, I just shaved my legs….” I half sarcastically pointed out, somewhat startled that he actually seemed serious. About a minute later we were turned around, heading back to our house to get changed and run out for an impromptu day on Long Island’s north fork. We had quickly run through checklists in our head….businesses ok, the projects I’m working on could wait a day, and our house with no children in it would be just fine without us. (more…)