Miscarriage Poem by Martin Greyford

Sadness visited me
And it gave me the gift of understanding
Allowing me to be aware of all that was disturbing my peace

Rejection visited me
And it gave me the gift of release
Allowing me to let go of all that was no longer meant for me

Heartbreak visited me
And it gave me the gift of self-reliance
Allowing me to strengthen my connection to myself
And no longer seek validation or approval from those surrounding me

Struggle visited me
And it gave me the gift of empathy
Allowing me to better understand those who had undergone similar experiences to me

Failure visited me
And it gave me the gift of wisdom
Allowing me to make choices from a place of greater experience and maturity

Fear visited me
And it gave me the gift of courage
Allowing me to act in spite of my worry and uncertainty

Tiredness visited me
And it gave me the gift of stillness
Allowing me to rest and regain energy

Loneliness visited me
And it gave me the gift of solitude
Allowing me to become better acquainted with my own company

Anger visited me
And it gave me the gift of self-expression
Allowing me to assert myself more confidently

Dissatisfaction visited me
And it gave me the gift of motivation
Allowing me to make greater progress towards accomplishing my dreams

Betrayal visited me
And it gave me the gift of clarity
Allowing me to notice what I was previously incapable of seeing

Hardship visited me
And it gave me the gift of compassion
Allowing me to be gentle with both myself and those surrounding me

Disappointment visited me
And it gave me the gift of acceptance
Allowing me to make peace with my current circumstances and move forward accordingly

And vulnerability visited me
And it gave me the gift of connection
Allowing me to know that I am one with all that surrounds me
And everything I feel has been felt by those who came before me

Everything I am currently experiencing
Has also been experienced by those around me
And all that I am
Is all that they have also been.

Although she never got the chance to know who her father and mother was.
All in all I still have my wife with me.