This is it, my friends. My last post - at least for a while - on Hopeful Parents. I've asked Christina to allow me to sublet my space to a dear friend. She is an amazing writer, a tireless advocate, an incredible mom and a hell of a friend. It's not my place to say more, but if it works out, I know you're going to adore her as much as I do.
I have loved it here. I have been grateful beyond measure for this safe place of support and understanding. For the breaking open of my sense of what community means. For my fellow Hopeful Parents who have allowed me - all of us - the chance to share your worlds - your pain, your grief, your grace, your dignity, your healing, your love, your joy, your HOPE.
For teaching me so much about honoring the truth of our experiences and why sharing them matters. For allowing me to find myself in your stories, no matter how different our paths may seem to be. For the reminder that pain is never a competitive sport. That we are in this together. That we have so much more in common than that which divides us. That we are not just fighting for our own babies, but for all of them.
Thank you, Christina and all of you who dwell here in this place of hope. It has been an honor to have contributed to this sacred space.