My work lately here has felt a little lackluster. Part of it was the holidays, which included a crazy trip to a mountain in Tennessee that has no cell service and no internet (see photo above, taken by my awesome cousin Jon)! But another part was this, a sad thing that happened to me and that took me a while to get over. In October, I had an miscarriage, and I wrote an essay about it that was published yesterday on The Archipelago. You can read it here if you are interested in what the experience is like–one in four pregnancies ends in miscarriage, so chances are you know someone who has had one or has a partner that has had one.
When I googled other essays on this topic, I found a wide range of reactions: sadness, relief, confusion. It is different for everyone, but I think if there’s one thing we have in common, it is bewilderment. It’s very strange to experience something that is ostensibly normal but that people don’t generally talk about.
It made me feel better to write this essay, and I hope that it makes someone else who has one better to read about it. Emotions are ok, and you don’t have to feel bad about them. And you can have whatever ones you want.
