Reflection

This Saturday I would have been 20 weeks along in my pregnancy. Halfway through. I just needed to say that. September, when I was due, is going to be a hard month and I hope that I will be pregnant again by then. I don't think it will make the dates passing any easier, but it may soften the blow of harsh reality. That September will pass without a newborn in the family. And the fingers are quiet because maybe that was all that needed to be said today. It's not a bad day, just one of solemn reflection while still trying to see what is on the horizon.