When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

Henri Nouwen

Friday, July 25, 2008

A slight Change

I've had such a great response to this blog that I wanted to open it up and have it on all women-related topics and not just infertility. Because that is just a small portion of what makes us who we are, we're also sisters, mothers, daughters and friends. We can pull together with anything we'd like to share and uplift eachother.
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)