There's a lovely column in HuffPo today by a young woman who was conceived via IVF, and the complicated ways people react to the idea of assisted conception. Her aunt donated eggs to her mother, who was unable to conceive due to being a cancer survivor. But they kept this secret from the rest of the family for years. This had the consequence of making her feel like maybe there was something shameful about the way she was conceived, but she's come to see it as a beautiful testament to the love of her family - of her parents, and of her aunt, who made it possible. 

What are your thoughts?