By (in)Courage : Kelli Worrall
Wen Mother’s Day Is A Matter Of Life And Death
On Mother’s Day 2004 I made the mistake of going to church.
By that time my husband Peter and I had been floundering in the stormy sea of infertility for over two years, and I was tired. Depression was weighing me down — anger, too — as we rode wave after wave. The monthly swell of hope, then the crash of despair. The flailing of weary limbs and the gasping for air. The trying desperately not to drown.
The repeated prayer, “If You love me, why won’t You give us a child?”
In an effort to avoid babies and mothers and pregnant people, I had almost stopped attending church altogether.