This is a story of motherhood. Not an easy one coming. Struggle, rejection, tears and doubt. This mother found the strength to keep fighting.
Christmas can be the most joyous time of year. The pitter patter of little feet running out on Christmas morning. The squeals and shouts, the laughter and excitement. . .
Not everyone will feel such joy. For many this day is a sharp wound. Piercing deep in the mother who has yet to hear herself called by this name. She who has tried and tried again, only to see another negative stick, another baby lost in the womb. The adoption at a standstill–again.
If you know someone who is longing for her own child this Christmas. This one’s for her. . .