Dear Uterus-
For 25 years you've been a part of me. For the last 4, you've even been a key feature. You grew my son, and then you grew twins, and just recently you grew one more, one last, baby.
We haven't been on the best of conditions all the time, but in the end you were a part of me. I was proud of you.
Today they told me you were gone.
Not just ill. Not temporarily out of commission.
Gone.
I'm not sure if it's actually sank in yet.
I cried when they told me, but only for a few moments. Glen was there. He told me we could adopt as many kids as I want.
That would be okay.
This should be okay.
-Michelle
For 25 years you've been a part of me. For the last 4, you've even been a key feature. You grew my son, and then you grew twins, and just recently you grew one more, one last, baby.
We haven't been on the best of conditions all the time, but in the end you were a part of me. I was proud of you.
Today they told me you were gone.
Not just ill. Not temporarily out of commission.
Gone.
I'm not sure if it's actually sank in yet.
I cried when they told me, but only for a few moments. Glen was there. He told me we could adopt as many kids as I want.
That would be okay.
This should be okay.
-Michelle
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