Battling infertility, I watched my peers go on to have a child, or two or three. I sat through their baby showers, first birthdays and first day of kindergarten. Then our worlds diverged. Each friend slipped off the orbit seeking newer planes and alternate universes. I lingered, at the center of their intersecting lives, listening to tales of exhaustion and exhilaration. I stepped back, detoured, found my place in a world populated by people walking my walk.
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