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22nd September, 18h28

I am lying in a doctor's examination room with my eyes fixed on the ultrasound monitor. Where once I saw her suspended in stillness, today I see the perfection of a son, swimming within me. I feel a deep delight as I watch his movements, hear his persistent heartbeat. Part of my heart sinks silently too, now that it is clear no daughter will follow her. She was the only one.

Almost seven days ago, a close friend died of cancer. Life and death circle around me. I try to find my feet in each day, knowing there are many ways to cry, that life goes on after the body decays and that our spirits are what matters most, while we live. I feel blessed and stretched anew.