Ohio. Previously we had been members of a Presbyterian church when the same daughter had an earlier miscarriage. Nobody there cared, and couldn’t understand why I was devastated. It would have been my first grandchild. We left that church.
There was a mere 15 miles difference between churches.
Yikes. I mean, regardless about how one feels about abortion a wanted baby and a miscarriage is still a bonafide reason to be sad. Geez...
I suffered through 2 and were it not for the brilliance of the doctor team we had, likely would never have been able to have kids.