1. My childlessness was a trauma, from which I recovered.

2. I thought I would never be happy again.

3. I was wrong. I find contentment and happiness every day.

4. Even though my children never existed outside of my own imagination, I worried that they were lost somewhere on their own, trying to find me.

5. When I found a way to say goodbye to them, I knew they would be ok. And so would I.

6. At my lowest point, I thought I was broken.

7. I wasn’t broken. I was burdened with grief and shame.

8. When I hear the song Tiny Dancer, I think about my daughter.

9. I would have been a great Mum.

10. I’m unexpectedly crying as I write this.