They told us that conception would be difficult. We went to all the experts, tried to keep our spirits up. It was certainly fun to try…initially. But all the treatments took their toll, on us both. Some were downright painful. There were many failures at first. Those were hardest on my wife. She blamed me, said there must be something wrong with me. I told her that we only needed to strengthen our faith, and we would be rewarded. So, we did, and we have been. After all those false starts, I am finally holding him—Our Lord, the Anti-Christ.
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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