Does my grief even count if there are no bodies to bury? The crass thought swirled around my mind in the weeks that followed my pregnancy losses. I was unprepared for how much our losses would shred my heart. But I was even more unprepared for how much the world would minimize the deaths ofContinue reading “No Bodies to Bury: The Unspoken Pain of Early Pregnancy Loss”
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The Longest Night of My Life
Weeping may last for the night. Some days it feels like the longest night of my life. I miss my children today—the ones I haven’t met yet. I’d hoped these days would look different, that they would include a chubby set of twins, their eyes following the zigzag patterns run by their older siblings. I’veContinue reading “The Longest Night of My Life”
Mary Holloman 