To the Woman Crying Next to Me in the Waiting Room

I am waiting for my weekly Maternal Fetal Medicine appointment. I see you sit next to me, quietly. Neither of us say a word but I wish I could. For your sake, I don’t speak. I imagine that anything I would say could be the wrong thing, especially because I am visibly pregnant, nearly 35 … Continue reading To the Woman Crying Next to Me in the Waiting Room