Just behind the many colorful masks I wear, it's beginning to get harder to put on that smiling facade I masquerade in. The truth be told, I'm tired of dancing to the happy beat, when the music I'm hearing is no longer a Symphony! Why is it that we feel infertility is something to be ashamed of? Or, that it makes us any less of a woman? I don't want to be a 'silent voice' anymore. This heart of mine has dealt with it's share of pain in the dark. Why do I have to say,"Yes, I'm fine", when my heart is breaking! Today, I say_ "No more will I walk in the shadows, but I will stand tall, hold my chin up high, and declare_'I'm suffering, but an infertility diagnosis doesn't define me'!"
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