An empty womb..

Leah

Every morning someone is announcing a pregnancy, but it’s never me. Every morning someone is celebrating, but it’s never me. Every morning someone is crying tears of joy while I cry tears of sadness and longing. While I look at another negative test for hours, someone else is showing off all of their big fat positives. I celebrate for those women while I pray desperately to be one of them. I never thought an empty womb could ache the way it does..