There were friends with us when our daughter died. One is a woman whose only child was born still. I cannot think of a person more deserving of being a mother, she is far worthier than I and many others. Her love was so great, she was able to set aside her grief to be there with us, to see our daughter out of this life.
Besides her was the one of another couple who were there. 3 years they struggled with infertility and treatments, to have a son. A beautiful, cherished son. When he was 11 months old, he was diagnosed with untreatable brain cancer. He died in their bed, age 19 months. Now despite IVF they have been unable to conceive again.
Bad shit happens to good people all the time, every day, because that is life.
There is NO such thing as fairness. Life just is.
Am I sorry for that? Every day. Every day, so many of us lose, lose, lose.
We live on because, well, there is only one alternative, and it's not for us at present, for whatever reason.
But it's not exclusive to infertility. It just is what it is.
And may I express my thanks to Pacific for being there. :)