Maybe next month...
This month I knew it was my month. I just felt it. After 3 years of continous trying, I felt it in my heart that this would be our month.
Every negative test I took chipped a little more away from me to the point where the negatives were “just another negative”.
But this month was different. I just knew it.
I persuaded myself that I would finally see that extra line. Then I sit and watch that stupid extra line not show up.
Here’s to another month. 🍷