The Pieta is my favourite sculpture and when I stood before her in January I was rapt. Her beautiful sad face enthralled me, her love, her pain. Did a religion spring from that love lost? It's an interesting thought.
So much tragedy in our bloggy world lately, so much pain, shared by so many. When there are sorrows we are all cut, each sad post breaks so very many hearts. I wish I could change the world with a wave of my hand and the typing of a kiss. Alas.
But, in this world of IF, news is often mixed together. Pain with joy, sadness with light.
I'm a happy wifey to the Big Guy, a researcher, a worker, a mum and a step-mum. tBG and I started trying for a baby together in Feb 2008 (as soon as we got married) but we got diagnosed with secondary infertility in Jan 2009 and I got hit with a premature peri-menopause diagnosis in early 2010. We did 5 IVF cycles between May 09 and June 10. None of them worked. Full blown menopause at 42. Oh, and I'm also in the process of finishing my PhD. Unsurprisingly, my head is way too full so some of the dross is spilling out here.
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PS. It was 4 years between the premature menopause diagnosis and hitting post-menopause. Whoa.