Though healing eventually overcame the grief in my heart, miscarriage has changed me and taught me things I would not have learned otherwise.

I sat there resisting the tears brimming behind my glasses. I was grateful that our little boy was unaware of the sadness that loomed so large in the room.

I sat wide-eyed across the table from my new friend Courtney in our college cafeteria. I had just told her I was interested in a guy who sat near me in my freshman biology class. My plan was to go…