There is such sweetness in seeing the face of a good friend's newborn.
And such pain when you realize you don't have one to show.
This is my place today.
The place of bittersweetness.
Whose floor is covered with pins and balm.
As it pricks it heals.
It calls me to more when I have nothing to give
It provides the grace to rejoice with those who rejoice, when all I have is mourning.
In this place, I find strength I never knew, grace never needed before, peace surpassing my understanding
This painfully sweet place...
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