Because I really don't have much more to say about the miscarriage than 'Fuck.' - I thought I'd take a bit this week to talk about the good things. I'm very lucky in my life to not only have a pretty much perfect husband (trust me, he has his faults, but he's perfect where it matters), but also a great group of wonderful friends. Last night, one of them brought over some take out food, and other joined later to sit and knit, eat chocolate cake and drink wine coolers with me. (Wine coolers! It's been like 10 years! They are AWESOME). There was also a card that read:
"The really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour".
And on the inside it said: "Happiness is on it's way!".
What a perfect card. It made me smile, and it's right next to my desk. I do know that the ectopic, the years of trying and the miscarriage are just our detours on the way to parenthood. I have complete faith that we'll be parents. I'd just really like to get on the main road soon.