Mother's Day

I survived another Mother's Day. Barely.

Today was a very hard day for me. A day where I get constant reminders about the fact that I'll never be a mom.

Last year on Mother's Day Donny held me and let me cry. He talked about the fact that we were still hoping and trying to conceive. He called his daughter and asked her to talk to me and try to make me feel better. He was there for me, and he helped me find that little, tiny ember of hope.

This year he wasn't there, and that ember is gone.