We're still collecting donations
On the 29th March 2025 we'd raised £288 with 6 supporters in 81 days. But as every pound matters, we're continuing to collect donations from supporters.
To support a couple who have had fertility issues, to achieve their dream and be able to afford IVF treatment.
by Kerry Louise Day in Redruth, Cornwall, United Kingdom
On the 29th March 2025 we'd raised £288 with 6 supporters in 81 days. But as every pound matters, we're continuing to collect donations from supporters.
Dear Friends and New Friends,
We recently married in celebration, and to strengthen our commitment, connection, love and trust to one another. Finding each other has been an incredible experience.
We would love to have a child but sadly have been unsuccessful during the past year due to fertility issues. We have been experiencing the highs and lows of the fertility journey together. The magic of sharing life everyday certainly makes that journey more enjoyable even during the very difficult times.
We have a lot of love to give to a child and a wonderful support network. We are very blessed to have so much love around us. We have been trying together now for over a year and recently had fertility tests done. Kerry has already had 5 miscarriages. It would seem we may struggle to conceive without IVF support at this time and time is running out. Hence why we are considering medical assistance, and the challenge it creates to afford it.
We are looking to raise enough to help our dream come true of having our own family. We really need your help to fulfill this dream.
The amount we are requesting almost covers two rounds of IVF and we are covering the rest.
We appreciate your love and support at this time.
Thank you forever,
Kerry and Warren
Poem Kerry Wrote about her miscarriages.
The Unspoken Flesh
You are the unspoken
The unknown
The god seed
I am dressed in black with a white Lilly in my palm
And I don’t have a name for you, cos you had more to grow into
and society mentions little about, this sort of loss we go through.
You were not quite a baby and not quite an egg,
yet I could imagine your face, in my minds eye, in my head
There was no memorial to say good bye, though
with no sign or no trace, no grave stone face.
I placed your tiny vessel in the forest on the moist moss
between two trees.
The one that represented him and the one that represented me.
I had hugged the small one whilst you grew inside
as I knew you were leaving me again this time.
That is where I placed some of your remains
upon the earth, wetted with my blood of life.
You are the unspoken
The unknown. The god seed.
I am dressed in black with a white Lilly in my palm
I am dressed in white with blood rose on my cotton
I blamed my body, something’s wrong,
for not being able to hold you,
safely in my womb,
my womb became your tomb,
before my body decided to miscarry you.
Why did you go away from me?
Maybe I am just not worthy,
to be a mum, as mine left me.
And I don’t have much time,
my eggs are running dry.
And when I wake to the silence of the silence I cry
No little voices to fill the room
No sharing of care, just emptiness to consume.
You are the unspoken
The unknown. The god seed.
I am dressed in black with a white Lilly in my palm
I am dressed in white with blood rose on my cotton
Im dressed in blue with a purple iris in my sight
And does it matter how small you were
to give relevance to what I went through
acknowledgement that you once were
the potential of life that I gave birth to
Now there’s empty black matter in its place,
but your the sparkle in my night of heart ache
Before I lost you I heard a voice,
reassuring me that this was your choice.
Even though you left my body to move on
your soul has faced no harm.
You are the unspoken
The unknown. The god seed.
I am dressed in black with a white Lilly in my palm
I am dressed in white with a blood rose on my cotton
Im dressed in blue with a purple iris in my eyes
I am dressed in green with a bright red berry against chest
I do not have you to nurture or to hold near,
so instead, a new me was re-birthed and revered.
Propelled into my own potentials.
Our connection felt on other levels.
Your mission no longer a secret.
A stronger me, a weaker me, a changed personality.
And one day I hope that I can be, a true guardian of a sou
but for now it is just me continuing this journey alone.
You are the unspoken flesh
The unknown. The god seed.
I am dressed in black with a white Lilly in my palm
I am dressed in white with a blood rose on my cotton
Im dressed in blue with a purple iris in my eyes
I am dressed in green with a bright red berry against my chest
I am dress in yellow, with a sun-flower above my head,
to help light up your pathway, as you travel
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