Memories of a maternity ward should be happy.
Crying babies.
Proud fathers.
The counting of fingers and toes.
Exhausted, but exuberant, mothers.
Except for one.
There, in the corner.
The one facing the wall.
The one without a baby.
That was me.
Memories of a maternity ward should be happy.
Susan Gale Wickes is a writer from Indiana.
What a sad and touching story. Gets you right in the heart.
Thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment, Lisa. Fortunately, the next chapter of this story had a happier ending.
So sorry, but glad there was an eventual happy ending…maybe write a story about that?
Maybe! Thank you, Kelsey.