Ive discovered the pain of miscarriage later in life than most. Living in a loveless childless marriage for many years I met an amazing woman who became my lover and then became the woman I am in love with. We became pregnant and although the situation was not how I envisaged life would be I was preparing my life to raise a child. A child made from the love of two people deserves all the love that I can offer. At 19 weeks into the pregnancy my world was turned upside down by the news of the miscarriage of our little boy. I can not describe the pain, the anger, the feelings of loss, trying to support my lover, disguising my grief from my wife. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger !
I live my life but its not really living