How I Loved Someone Else's Child While I Suffered

All I ever wanted was to be a mother. At the age of four, when someone would ask me what I wanted to be, I would say, "I want God to delay his coming so that I can live to be twenty-five years old, get married, and have children." But on that dreadful day in January of 1994, my doctor told me that my chances of becoming a mother were very slim due to several female problems. I hung my head in my chest and cried. There will always be a hole in my heart and questions in my mind about what my ...