When Bitterness Knocks at the Door, Joy Finds Another Way to Shine
It started so subtly, this creeping, suffocating bitterness. Not a sudden storm, but a slow, insidious fog that rolled in over years of silent prayers and whispered hopes. Every month, the same ritual: the hopeful anticipation, the frantic internet searches for early signs, the excruciating wait, and then, the familiar crimson stain. Another month,…
