Evening with support
Her support meant everything to me in that moment. As evening fell, we cooked dinner together, the room filled with laughter and the comforting scent of pasta sauce. It felt good to enjoy such simple, happy moments. We talked about everything—from work stories to reminiscing about our favorite songs. For those few hours, I felt lighter, as if all my worries had faded away.
Evening With Support
A pang of longing
Amidst the laughter and joy, a sudden wave of longing for my husband quietly washed over me. I gently placed my hand on my belly, acknowledging the secret path I now had ahead. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, my friend asked about the sauce, pulling me back into the present moment. There was no need to linger on what couldn’t be changed, but I knew those thoughts would resurface soon enough.
A Pang Of Longing
