... not even close apparently...
Today my supervisor brought in his little baby... Raiden is beautiful, perfect little angel... and I see his perfect little hands and face, I see the joy that is so obvious on both my supervisor and his beautiful (okay, even I'm a little envious of the fact that she's already up and moving around and looking flawless 4 days after giving birth..) wife's face... and I want to scream, cry, rant, rave, decry fate!! It's not fair... but with more composure than I thought I had, I was able to see this little tiny infant and hold back the tears that threatened to over flow, I was able to swallow the bitter ache that burned at my throat, and I was able to keep my heart from bursting... at least till they left, then I felt like I couldn't control it any longer and it was like a damn shattering under the force of a raging river...
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I am so sorry! It is so hard! I feel your pain! You will be in my thoughts and prayers.
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