Dear Friend

Dear friend,

I am sorry.

When I heard from you today, I knew.

I knew the chances of what you might be going through.

I knew the statistics.

I didn’t want you to be one of them.

I hoped and prayed you wouldn’t be.

I skirted around telling you what I knew might soon be your reality…

The baby in your womb will never be the baby in your arms

I cry with you.

I cry for you and your little one.

I cry for all the chances you will never get together.

My heart is breaking for you.

I know yours is too.

It’s not fair.

I am sorry, dear friend.