The huge irony is that it was about my cervix as well, granted in that case I also gained a son... instead of in this case where it is about losing my uterus.
It is ironic, I suppose... to have started this blog because I was in a dark place. Bed rest, as romantic as it may sound, was amazingly lonely and dark.
And now, these ten years later (almost to the day) coming here and writing again from another dark place, that has a very different feel to it... a deeper kind of vulnerability, perhaps.
Jean Jacques Henner - Solitude