In two short months, you will enter a world four-and-a-half billion years older than you. It will be cold and bright and loud, and it will greet you with indifference.
You will share this world with over seven billion people. Those people can be cold and bright and loud, and many will also greet you with indifference.
A little over two weeks ago, I posted this on Instagram:
The third trimester. The 4th quarter. The home stretch. The pregnancy struggle is real.