part 2 The man who spent eleven years blaming me for our childlessness threw me out of our home9-008v

blurry image of the life growing inside me.

“They kept you safe enough to become this person,” he said. “I can grieve what was stolen and still be grateful you were loved.”

That was the kind of sentence Ryan would never have understood. Ryan divided life into winners and burdens, success and failure, pride and embarrassment. Gabriel seemed to understand continue reading …