We were discussing the emotional triggers associated with the up and coming holiday session, at a Gateway Women plan B session, yes the perfect storm for childless women. Thinking about the pending family gathering reminded me of a time, not too long ago, that I had spent with my dad. On both occasions my dad was reminiscing about his granddaughter, my youngest niece. The look on his face as he relayed stories of her antics brought tears to my eyes, tears that I found hard to control. It was difficult to hear the pride and joy in his words realising that he would never be able to share such stories about my children. I will not give him a grandchild who he can create memories with, I will not have children who will carry memories of their grandparents in their hearts. No funny stories, no family holidays, no christmas presents of their own….