Friends Of Infertility

To find someone who shares my same struggle is truly a blessing. To speak the same language they already understand. To know exactly what the procedures they already endured felt like is a support that is unimaginable. To find this connection through one hardship in life creates a deep long lasting friendship from the moment you meet.

I found this person. I found that someone who struggles like me. Who carries around hope in a hardship. Who sees the lighter things in life. Someone who appreciates the journey and knows we were selected to show the mountain can be moved. Though our ages are different and how we got here is not the same, we have the ability to understand each other like nobody else can. 

We are able to be real with each other. To know what's on the other end of getting our hopes up. We know what it's like to feel like we are moving forward only to get set back time and time again. We can say everything by just saying nothing. We can cheer each other on even when we are struggling. We can listen, truly listen and feel what one another feel. We can show genuine happiness for each other. 

Our friendship went from zero to one hundred in just a few days. I can share everything with her. We can lean on each other, without breaking one another down. It feels so refreshing and uplifting. Sharing my struggle is hard when I don't want to feel like I am dragging someone else along. Sharing my story is hard with all the misunderstanding and opinions come in. When I feel so used, belittled, demeaned and alone. Sharing my story is hard, but with her, it's easy. Jess, I am so thankful to have you ❤