It is what it is...
"It is what it is..." That was all I could say as tears threatened to break from my eyes. It was in response to her "We have Bradley and that's good enough for us, but I am sorry you have to deal with this." She didn't seem so compassionate in that moment as I sat in the living room across from her. She didn't seem so sympathetic to my pain or understanding of my disease. I wanted to say more. I wanted to tell her that it wasn't okay to tell me that they don't need another grandchild. Yet, I couldn't. Honestly, my one statement and excusing myself from the room should have been enough. Whether or not she knew it, those words I spoke, said everything I think multiple times over. They spoke my feelings and what I was experiencing. My heartache? My struggle? The constant reminders of what I want but can't seem to have yet? It is what it is... It is heartbreaking...dream shattering...life altering. It is ...