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Why You Can’t Grieve Your Childlessness Until Just the Right Moment

There’s a timeline that must be followed

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I dreamed about a baby last night. She was extra tiny — she could fit into the palm of my hand. A little girl. I kept losing her because she was so tiny. Where had I put her? I began to panic over and over in the dream.




I will write until I’m free.

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