The Great Tiny Baby Rescue
I have never borne a baby of my own. Two-thirds of fertilized eggs—babies too light to bear—fail to implant, scientists surmise. My womb is a grave. My friend the biology professor once said to me, "When you get to heaven, you might find it filled with your babies." Perhaps. But I believe that Nelson will be there, along with many other children. Yet I know, too, that I don't have to wait to get to heaven to see all of my babies: They fill the earth. And they come in all sizes.
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Karen Swallow Prior is chair of the English and modern languages department at Liberty University. A writer for Her.meneutics and The Atlantic, she is the author most recently of Booked: Literature in the Soul of Me (T. S. Poetry Press).