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“You gave birth to a beautiful, healthy boy”

My eyes scan hers, waiting for her to say ular

“And the others?”

She shakes her head as a tear rolls down her cheek “I’m so sorry We lost them”

We

There is no we

She didn’t have triplets I did

I failed

I didn’t provide a good enough hoh Take h

I failed

And now they are gone

I want to screas, explode into a million pieces

My grief doesn’t allow it My grief strea silent tears Tears that pour down each cheek for each of the children I’ve lost

My tears are the only external sign of h ony through any longer It flees froer have a heart A soul A purpose

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