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It was supposed to be my honeymoon. I remember the rain like it was yesterday. My new husband had taken me away from our friends and family for a weekend getaway at this beautiful cabin in the woods. The sound of the rain on the roof is something I will always associate with that time, but now, I’m not so sure I can ever be happy again.
I remember how my husband and I used to talk about having kids one day. He would say how he wanted us to have a big family like his own. But after we found out I was pregnant, things started changing between us. We stopped talking about it as much and I could sense the hesitation in him every time we brought up the topic.
It’s hard for me not to take it personally when someone says they don’t want kids. It feels like a rejection of everything that makes me who I am. But at the same time, I know my husband loves me for who I am and wouldn’t hurt me on purpose. It’s just...sometimes the things we want can be so hard to reconcile with reality.
I love the rain. I always have. There’s something about it that feels like a reset button. Like everything is clean and new again after it passes through. But right now, all I can think about is how much I miss the feeling of my husband’s hand in mine. It feels like forever since we’ve been intimate.
I remember the first time we met. We were at this club downtown
