I had joked that Mercy heard about her upcoming spay appointment and ran off to join the circus. But it's not funny.
It's no big deal, I tell myself when the tears come. Much greater losses befall and far greater tragedies threaten than my empty lap.
So I pray for mercy for lost people and dreams and those who've lost them, for the broken and bereft and terrified, for homecomings. And I pray for Mercy.