Conversation with a stranger
Sometimes when you see my family you tell me how I've been blessed.Two healthy kids a boy and a girl."How lucky you are"No,I think, I'm not lucky and then feel guilty for thinking it."two is so nice" you say. "you don't know the trouble of having 3 can be. I want to know, I cry inside. I was supposed to know."Do you think you might have more?" you ask. I have 3, I say silently.My heart cries out in pain."She had 3," my son says. He's an angel now,""that's nice,' you say. Now I know...You weren't listening.
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