Dear Ruby

The florescent lighting of the waiting room was of little comfort as we sat in silence, wondering the outcome of the doctor's appointment. This was just a routine first step for couple's experiencing difficulty conceiving. My appointment was not for another week and I was convinced that, at that point, we would know what the problem was, if any. We knew that there was nothing wrong....or so we thought. My journey through the initial, middle and continued stages of coming to accept not being able to conceive naturally is written to the daughter that I might have been able to have. All my longings and fears, dreams and hopes vulnerably escapes onto paper in hopes that others may be able to heal through my own experiences. This book is raw and holds nothing back.