They are your child. Your sibling. A neighbor. Your friend. Your work colleague. The person you sit next to in synagogue.
They feel alone and isolated. They need a warm embrace, a friendly smile, a confidante, but they don’t feel comfortable approaching anyone. They’re worried people won’t understand or friends will be dismissive of their concerns. In a community where kids are central to traditions and continuity, many of those facing infertility suffer in silence.
But it’s not just them. You want to be present, to hold space for them. You’re ready to at least listen. But you’re not sure what to say or how to ease their stresses. You’re worried about saying the wrong thing.