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You Are Not Alone

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There she is. Do you see her? She sits quietly at the table in the back with her purse perfectly placed in her lap and her arms neatly resting on top. She smiles on the outside, but on the inside? On the inside, her heart is breaking, and her soul is crushing as she looks around at the other women in the room. Their arms are not empty but full. Their laps are not filled with purses but rather giggly toddlers. And as they talk about the joys of motherhood, her womb begins to ache. And tears begin to form.

She didn’t want to come. But it was her best friend’s baby shower. She didn’t want to play the games. But everyone else was. And she didn’t want to answer “the question.”  It’s the question that makes all women struggling to conceive upset and uncomfortable, even if it’s for a second. It’s the one that makes her ashamed as her heart races, her palms become sweaty, and her stomach hurts. It’s the question in which she will have to answer, “No. I don’t have any children.” And so with each glance she makes around the room, with each child she sees curled up in a lap, with each question she reluctantly answers, and with each story she listens to about motherhood, she feels different. She feels alone.

She is 1 in 8.

Or look over there. Do you see the woman slowly walking by the baby aisles, casually touching the newborn onesies with her gentle fingers and delicate heart? Do you see her staring at the tiny shoes and itty bitty socks? She is longing for the day in which life is growing inside of her. A life that has her eyes and his nose. She dreams of the moment she can watch her husband’s face light up when he feels their miracle kick for the first time. She fantasizes about the hour a newborn baby is placed on her chest, and she frantically counts their tiny fingers and wiggly toes. And while she stands there, dreaming and fantasizing, she looks up and sees a mother with two precious little ones trying to find a spot in her cart to place the diapers. And as she stands there watching and hoping for the day her dreams come true, she feels alone. She feels alone despite standing in the middle of a crowded store.

She is 1 in 8. 

But wait. Don’t leave yet. Because I want you to see the sweet woman standing in checkout lane number three, watch as she grips her cart a little tighter. Notice how she glances at the woman holding the hand of the adorable four-year-old but then quickly looks to the ground. And did you see the tear that fell from her cheek? Did you see her slowly turn her cart around and go to another line? A much longer line. I want you to know that she feels like the only one in the store without a child to call her own. She feels like the only one who struggles with the thought of being unworthy to hold the title of mommy. She feels like the only one who becomes jealous in these moments. And she feels like she is the only one who even has these thoughts. And so she feels guilty. And she feels alone.

She is 1 in 8. 

There is also the woman behind the closed bathroom door. She has been knocked to her knees from yet another negative pregnancy test. She is hopeless. She is scared. And as she sobs with deep and painful moans, she shakes her fist to the heavens and screams, “Will this ever end?!” She isn’t alone at this moment. Because there he is…her husband. He is trying to pick her up, hold her close, and whisper hope into her ear. He is trying to tell her it will be okay. She will be okay. Together they will be okay, and it won’t always be this hard, this overwhelming, or this stressful. He tries to tell her there is always next month. But his words? They are like band-aids. They cover the wounds but do not actually heal. And so, while she isn’t alone on the bathroom floor, she feels alone. And even though she doesn’t realize it because he is trying to be unbreakable and strong, just like a superhero, he also feels alone.

They are 1 in 8.

And finally, there is you. I see you wiping the tears from your eyes as you read each word because you know each emotion expressed. You know firsthand the pain infertility brings. You know that it is a disease; yes, a disease that makes you feel like a leper, an outcast from the rest of the world. You know that it causes you to feel insecure with each question about why you don’t have children. And oftentimes embarrassed when you explain the reason. You know that it makes you feel forgotten as you beg, plead, and cry out to God only to continue each month with broken dreams. You know it makes you wonder if you are being overlooked as everyone around you seems to be blessed with children while your womb remains empty. And you know it causes you to feel alone. Alone in your thoughts. Alone in your feelings. And alone in this battle that you must fight to win every day. A battle that is exhausting. And a battle that, at times, you fight alone. Because you feel alone.

But the truth is, you aren’t alone.

Because the mother you saw putting the diapers in her shopping cart? They were conceived using a surrogate. And the woman sitting with you at the baby shower? The one you overheard say wasn’t ready for children when she was also asked “the question”? Well…she is. In fact, she has been ready to wipe noses, kiss boo-boo’s, and read bedtime stories since she was a little girl. But she is also 1 in 8. And me? I am the woman you saw in checkout lane number three, holding hands with a precious four-year-old and talking her out of the ring pops, sour worms, and Slim Jim’s. I am a foster mother.

And I am 1 in 8. 

And for years, I felt like you. I felt alone, and so I flew alone. But after a while of my heart aching for a child who would have my blue eyes and my husband’s pudgy nose, my wings that once enabled me to fly solo became limp. And my blemish-free wings? They became bruised when well-meaning people asked me why I didn’t have children. But because I was too afraid to tell them I was 1 in 8, those wings then became crushed when they would joke around that I needed to hurry because my clock was ticking. My wings also became torn from feeling isolated and different from my friends and family who have children. They became scarred from the failed treatment cycles my doctor assured me were the answer to my prayers. And they became so broken after my devastating miscarriage following an In Vitro Fertilization (IVF) treatment cycle that I thought at one point I might never fly again.

Yet even with my bruised, scarred, and sometimes broken wings, I have still managed to keep flying. And despite the hurt, I have still been able to carry hope. Carry joy. And carry my dreams….

But how? How can I with these wings? It’s all because one day, I finally decided to share my story. I finally stopped hiding behind my shame.  And broken smile. I finally took off my mask so that others could see my heartache. And I finally decided I no longer wanted to fly alone but together. Because people need people. They need others to help carry some of the weight so that they are free to soar high above their circumstances. High above their hopelessness. High above their fears and doubts.

In fact, Galatians 6:2 tells us that we are to carry each other’s burdens and stand shoulder to shoulder to ease the load that we might be carrying around so that we can be empowered to keep flying. To keep hoping. And to keep carrying our dreams. The dreams that God has purposefully planted inside that soft, fertile soil of our hearts. Because friends, those dreams that He planted? He wants to not only water them with the tears that we shed when we cry out to Him, but He wants to cultivate them through faith, support, and words of encouragement from others so that they can grow. Because let’s be real for just a sec. Is it not sometimes easier for us to hear the voices of others and believe the words they speak before we hear the voice of God and believe His Word? Or maybe it’s just me.

Because can I be honest? I can read all day in God’s word to be anxious for nothing (Philippians 4:6) and that He promises to give us the desires of our hearts (Psalm 37:4), but the second someone whispers encouragement into my ear in the form of a card? Or a hug? Or a prayer? I seem to grab hold of it faster. And I run with it longer. And I am sure some of you are the same way. And it’s okay. God knows this about me…and you…which is why He begs and pleads for us to share our story…

He doesn’t want you to feel alone. Instead, He wants to place people in your path to mend your broken wings so that you can fly a bit higher. And soar a bit longer. He wants you to tell your story so that He can allow others to provide you with the strength and the momentum you need to keep hoping that things can change. To keep believing that they will.  And to keep flying until it’s time for you to land with your dreams no longer in your heart but safely in your arms.

So sweet sister, the one who might be fighting alone and feeling alone, don’t be afraid to reach out. Don’t be afraid to allow your casual chats to turn into conversations. Conversations that help educate others about the stress and devastation of miscarriages failed treatment cycles and doctor appointments. Don’t be afraid to turn brief hello’s with friends and family into moments of ministry as you ask for prayer, encouragement, and support. Don’t be afraid to share your heartache with others.

Because while this path of infertility has unexpected rainstorms and high winds intended to knock you out of your nest and send you to your hands and knees scraped and bruised, beaten, and scarred. There are thousands of others on this same journey, or even a similar journey, ready and willing to pick you up if you fall. They are ready to remind you that you are not forgotten when another prayer seems to go unanswered. They are ready to hold your hand as they whisper the truth that there is nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about because it’s not your fault. And when you feel alone and like a leper, an outcast that no one, and I mean no one, understands, they are there to wipe away your tears and remind you that you are not different or alone. Because those feelings you have? They have them too. Those thoughts of jealousy? No one is immune. And those moments that knock you out of your nest? Have knocked them out too. You are not alone. And you don’t have to travel this journey alone.

Together, we are 1 in 8. Together, we are strong. And together, we will fly high with our broken wings.

With Love

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197 thoughts on “You Are Not Alone”

    1. Thanks so much girl! I sure hope so. I know how lonely it can be when we try to hide our hurts from everyone.

      1. That’s what friends are for, right? Helping each other up whenever we are having a tough time, and cheering us along through the good times too. I am thankful that you have been doing that for me, and honoured that I have been able to help you as well. Love to you my friend.

    2. My wonderful wife and I have traveled the same road. We are in Elk, Washington. Our oldest and only natural daughter has a daughter who is graduating from high school in Texas this June – 50 years after my high school graduation. The Lord has filled our lives with seven interesting, challenging and unique adopted children after our oldest came. It has been a wonderful, amazing, and at times very challenging life. I frequently remember the words of the Lord to one who has been through far more than I. “This, too, shall be for thine experience.”

      1. Oh thank you so much for sharing with me your story!! Isn’t adoption wonderful?! God truly settles the lonely in families. Once again, thank you for sharing your encouragement. I appreciate it so much 🙂

  3. No, dear friend, you are never alone! Even in those moments of brokenness where no one sees…HE is watching, and He is holding you close to His heart. May you always know that He is there by your side. 🙂 Acts 17:27, “…He is not far from any one of us.” I LOVE that verse! 🙂

  4. This is so beautiful and so many moments resonated with me. Had tears rolling down my face at the truth of it all. Feel so blessed. Thank you for your words Xx

    1. I had tears writing it :/ All of those moments I had experienced at one point on this journey or another. :/ Thank you so much for the reblogg!

  5. Reblogged this on ourivfrollercoaster and commented:
    A beautiful, heart wrenching post from a strong, strong lady. So many moments resonated with me. Feel very blessed, and send love and hope to all the brave, lovely ladies out there fighting the fight Xx

  8. I love this post and I’m so glad you picked that title! I personally felt so along until I found you and other ladies to help me through and I can only hope that I help others the way that I have been helped. Xo

  9. Thankful we are never alone and have so many others to walk this 1 in 8 journey with!! Glad to the Lord we are more than just a number!!

  11. This is beautiful Elisha 🙂 You are a strong woman with a heart bigger for the Lord than anyone I know. OX

  12. You always write so beautifully, I love reading your posts. Thank you for being open and honest with all of us, and for helping each one of us through with your kindness and caring. <3

  13. What a beautiful, honest and so very true post. Thank you for sharing it. Whilst it can be difficult to talk to some friends about our issues, my fertility journey is made so much easier with the help and support of others in the 1 in 8 that I’ve met online, even though I’ve only never met them in person. I hold fast to my faith too, and know that if it is God’s will for us to be parents then we will be. And if it is not his will there will be a good reason why, even if we don’t understand it, and he will give us the strength to deal with it and find a new journey in life.

    1. I am so glad that you have found a circle of people that you trust to fly and soar this journey with. And I am praying for you today. Praying that the desires He has birthed in your heart, will soon come to pass. Hang in there sugars…He wouldn’t give you this burning desire to be a Mother if He didn’t already have plans to fulfill it. xo

  17. This is beautiful! It brought tears to my eyes. It’s so true that even in crowds or among family and friends, it’s hard not to feel alone. Because no one else can truly understand unless they’ve been through it themselves. Thank you again for expressing this struggle so eloquently.

  18. Reblogged this on Waiting for Baby Hook and commented:
    I can’t begin to tell you how much this blog has helped me during this battle. I enjoy following fellow bloggers and witnessing their BFPs. I even feel disappointment when I read a blog with a BFN. I don’t even personally know these people and some of them are in a different country, but they understand my pain and I understand theirs.

    This blog has helped my marriage. I know it sounds strange, but TTC consumes. There were times when Mitchell actually told me that he wanted his wife back. The way we were before all this baby mess. It got to the point where we had to limit the “b” word (baby) to 30 minutes a day. All these thoughts would just swim around in my head and I would constantly dwell on them. I needed a release. I needed a sounding board other than Mitchell. I was drowning him in my sorrows and he took my pain personally because he couldn’t fix it.

    I am not a private or secretive person, so I naturally want to share everything with those closest to me. But, I know it is hard for someone to listen to all of my sorrows, my medications, my doctor appointments, and all this craziness in general. It is hard enough for me to keep my own appointments straight, much less expect someone else to. This blog has allowed me to share details with those who are close to our hearts. As much as I love talking about our frozen blastocysts, it isn’t easy to follow the story in person and it is hard to repeat myself 100 times.

    In honor of National Infertility Awareness Week, I hope my blog helps others understand the disease of infertility.

    I came across this article in the blog world and it gave me chills just reading it. It captures so many aspects of this long journey. Please take the time to read this post by another blogger.

  20. Elisha, thank you so much for openly sharing your heart with all of us. I read every single one of your posts, and they always encourage me and give me hope. God is working through you in such beautiful ways.
    A few weeks ago, I shared on facebook the journey that my husband and I have been going through…and you know what, there are so. many. of us! I had an outpouring of support and encouragement that was so wonderful. This month marked 2 years of this journey for us, and there are definitely bruises, but the hope remains…one day God’s promise will come to life in our family.
    Love you, girl!

    1. Hey girl! Thank you for being such a faithful follower and reader! You are some of those people that help carry me when I can’t fly an inch higher. So thank you! You rock!!! xo

  22. With tears rolling down my face, I connected with every word you said. I am 1 in 8 and for the past 6 years we have unsuccessfully tried for baby #1. We arent giving up and will become an open foster home next week still hoping God sends our forever family either through the foster system or biologically. Thank you for your sharing heart. You encourage me in so many ways!

    1. Oh fostering is such a wonderful opportunity! It isn’t the easiest job in the world…fostering…but the positive aspects far outweigh the negative ones. You are in my thoughts and prayers today, Jessica! xo

    1. Yikes! I needed a warning label at the yikes!! Eek!! So sorry girl! I can pass you a virtual tissue and give you a big squeeze?? Love you!! Xoxo

      1. Thanks, it’s okay. I am usually better at handling that sort of thing because a lot of the blogs I follow are on this sort of topic. I think it affected me more because I was sitting there thinking, ‘I totally do that’. What is worse is when I see people with kids at the store and they are screaming obscenities at them and I think to myself, ‘why you?’ or I read about/hear about someone abusing their kids in someway and I think the same thing, ‘why you?’ and more importantly, ‘why not me?’. It’s a hard road we travel, but we are strong!

  24. That was so sweet and to the point
    Really made me cry but still hope for the best to come thank u

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  26. You are so amazing and I’m so glad you decided to share your thoughts. They help me on a daily basis as I scroll through my Facebook feed. Keep doing what you are doing. I hope you get as much from writing these things as we all do from reading them. I’m glad I’m not flying alone!

    1. Hey Jennifer!! I am so glad that these words touched you today. And yes…these words that I type out to everyone do help me. Because I typically go through it first before I write about it. Thank you for following and encouraging me today! xo

  27. I too read this with tears in my eyes.
    I am very fortunate to have had my children with no difficulties at all, yet every single word resonated with me, as I could not imagine my world without my children.
    They’re all grown up now, flying the nest, and I’ve had the wonderful experience of those years, but still my heart aches for those women who believe they will never hear the words ‘mummy’ addressed to them.

    Ladies, I can only offer you my deepest, most heartfelt wishes for your little miracle to one day appear in the little window on that stick.
    And if this outcome is devastatingly not to be yours, I can offer you only my deepest, sorrowful sympathies at your situation, and desperately hope that you will somehow, some way manage to live fulfilled despite this hollowness in your heart.

    I feel this so deeply that I began making fertility bracelets to give away and later to sell to offer a little hope, something to focus on for these ladies.
    And when I hear that against the odds, some of them have conceived and gone to term, then my spine tingles with joy.
    But my heart still aches for those still waiting, with empty arms reflecting an empty heart.

    To all of you strong, beautiful ladies, please accept my love and most sincere wishes for you. Just wanted to let you all know that even those of us who have never felt your heartbreaking sorrow can feel your pain.

    Keep trying, hoping, loving.

    (I cannot and will not use this post to promote my fertility jewellery, as it would be so very inappropriate, but I will simply refer you to the wonderful lady Sunshinelover1 (hope that’s ok hun) who reposted this post on her blog)

    1. Thank you, thank you, thank you for your sweet and compassionate words! I can tell you have such a beautiful heart and soul. And of course it’s okay to promote your fertility jewelery! 🙂

  28. Every word in this article is spot on. Your writing is beautiful, and came at a time when I certainly needed it. Thank you for bearing your heart & soul. Some of us who aren’t quite ready to do that yet long for the strength to do so. Thank you!

    1. Thank you so much for your sweet compliments! And I just love that it came at just the right time when you needed to read it. I am praying for you today and I just know that you will get through this. xo

  29. So well stated! I agree with everything and I’ve been that woman in the store, at the shower, and many more. It is so hard, but I’m not alone. That’s why I share my story. And thank you for sharing yours!

    1. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. And girl…I am so sorry you know the pain and heartache too! But I am so glad I have this community to lean on for support. So thank you for sharing your story…and helping so many fly a little but higher. Xo

  31. I just cried all the way through that. A great perspective…you don’t know everyone’s struggle! Thank you for these words…such an encouragement this week. P.S. we just received our license to foster 🙂 We’ll receive placements in the coming weeks!

  32. I am so glad I read this while in a private bathroom at work. I instantly started balling as I read this. Thank you for sharing that we are not in this alone. It makes me feel like I can fly again. <3 sending hugs your way.

    1. I love watching you soar, sugars! So keep flying! And if it gets too hard to flap your wings…come find me! I’ll help you! xo

      2. oh thanks sugars! And I just realized tonight I wasn’t following your blog? Um what!?! When did that happen? I noticed that I wasn’t seeing or reading any updates from you. GEESH! Well, I fixed it 🙂 xo

      3. Oh man, I knew I missed you on my blog. I’m sure praying and hoping for a positive test tomorrow. I’ve finally decided to go with IUI. I’m on #2. I’m glad you are following me again.

      5. Beta day isn’t until Monday cycle day 30. I caved and tested early tonight. I swear I saw the faintest line tonight. So I’m going to retest tomorrow. :/

  33. I know you already know that I linked to this post on my blog today, but I just wanted to come and thank you again for the way you encourage, the way you uplift others, the way you pull our thoughts from our brains and put them onto the screen. 😉 Like that visual? haha! In all seriousness, thank you. I love your blog to pieces and you inspire me with every post. We must meet!

  35. So beautiful. You always know how to put it all into words perfectly. We are 1 in 8. We will get through this…together. Thank you for always being someone I can count on and this entire community can count on. Appreciate you 🙂 xoxoxo

  36. Wow. Thank you so much for sharing this! As I read it tears fell down my face, because I too am 1 in 8, born without a uterus I’ll never be able to grow a child inside of me.. and nobody has known that about me except my family. Until today when I shared this beautiful post. Thank you for the encouragement! And thank you to the ladies that fly with me! We are not alone!! ❤

    1. oh honey! I am so sorry! I just can’t imagine. You are such an amazing woman and I know that God has big plans for you. He has a redemption plan in place just for you so that you can still live the abundant life He created you to have. I would love to fly with you! Email me anytime!! 10hopeingod@gmail.com

  37. That was so nicely said. All those thoughts and feelings I recognize them all too well. We are 1 are one in 8 and I know some how some way we will get to our goal. Wishing you all the best!!

  38. Thank you for the beautiful and inspiring message to all of us who sadly understand all to well each and every emotion of the 1 in 8

  40. so number one, I cried through the entire thing, and I was telling myself I wouldn’t, but you perfectly described me, I’m the person who every baby isle… I stop and dream and then crush it back inside me because it hurts to think about it, thank you so much for sharing!

    1. Oh girlie! I hate that you can relate to this :/. Hang in there!! We are in this together and if you eve need some help flying high…message me anytime!!! Xo

      1. I wish neither one of us had to go through this, and everyone else, but I’m slowly discovering more and more blogs about infertility, and while I think I cry more now then ever, even when I was on clomid, I’m slowly becoming more “ok” with it, we are waiting to get into a clinic to start ivf, and maybe get some answers instead of unexplained infertility….thank you so much for sharing though, it’s nice to know we are not all alone on little islands out here 🙂

  41. I understand all of these feelings….but infertility is not my struggle. Instead, I am married to a (wonderful, amazing) man who thought he wanted kids before we got married but after…he realized he didn’t know. Fourteen years later I am still childless and have no one to talk to about it but God. I love my husband and would never consider ending my marriage, as many have suggested that I do. But every tear you described….I own those too. I don’t know where I am statistically…but I understand the pain and the fear of the unknown.

    1. Oh sugars! My heart aches for you! But I love how you are still ever so faithful to your husband. That speaks volumes of your love for him and your heart. I have a friend and her husband didn’t want a second child. He even went and got a vasectomy. However, she wanted another. And so she prayed earnestly for God to change the desires of his heart if it was His will. ANd ya know what? After several years of her praying and praying, he came to her one day and said that he wanted another. So what does she do? She schedules a vasectomy reversal and they are not expecting another. I hope this encourages your heart tonight sugars. xoxo

  42. This is so beautifully written. I did not have fertility problems as a young woman, but this makes me pause and understand for all women who do. It is an awareness that I needed, to pray harder, understand more and actively encourage young women. You are so gracious to share this. Blessings to all women who understand Gods calling and know that “His ways are Higher than our ways.” He is the great comforter and always fills us with His love. I will be praying for all these 1 in 8!

    1. Oh Ashley! You are amazing! If only there were more people like you in the world just as compassionate! You ROCK! And thank you for taking the time to comment. It’s simple words of encouragement like yours that make the difference in our day 🙂 So thank you! xo

  43. Beautiful! But don’t forget that the Bible also contains the story of Sarah as an example to the 1 in 8 to wait on God. No matter what any doctors say, God has the exclusive power to open the womb even against all reasonable scientific explanation.

    1. Yes 🙂 I couldn’t ever forget Sarah. For me when writing this post, it was about others knowing they are not alone in their waiting and believing. Thank you so much for your comment and the encouragement! Comments like these help me soar a little bit higher. So thank you 🙂

    1. awe thank you so much girl! And thank you for always helping me soar a little bit higher with your awesome words of support and encouragement! xo

  45. Hi Elisha, you nailed it. All the emotions that we, all of us who are 1 in 8, go through. Couldn’t have been put across any better! Yes, I’m in tears. 🙁 Thanks so much for sharing!

  46. Hi Elisha,
    You nailed it! All the emotions that we, all of us who are 1 in 8. go through, couldn’t have been put across any better! I’m in tears. :'( Thanks so much for sharing this!

  47. Eleven years of marriage in June and no babies. The feeling every month when you see red is absolutely heart breaking. When your unmarried first cousin and unmarried brother have babies and the one married couple has none. I feel the anger and jealousy and then the shame of it. I keep up a front cause I am sick of the questions and hints that it is past time to have aka baby. Don’t they see, that words hurt, even in jest?

    1. It’s okay to not keep up the front and let them see your heartache. That’s the only way people can know how bad we hurt and it’s the only way we can truly educate them on what they can do to ease the hurt. So don’t be afraid to let them see your emotions. As long as we do everything in love. Big hugs to you sugars!! Big big big hugs! I am here if you ever need to talk. Xo

  48. Thank you so much for your beautiful words, you had me in tears for the whole thing. my heart breaks for all you ladies who cannot or have trouble conceiving. I have not had to go through the battle of infertility but I do know the pain of losing a child, I have had 2 known miscarriages. One of the hardest things is to explain to people that you are not expecting anymore and to relive that horrible moment again and again. I truly believe that people don’t mean to hurt others with their comments. We need more wonderful strong women like you to help educate us on this subject. I for one didn’t know that it was this common. God bless you for opening your heart and making yourself so vulnerable to help others that feel like they are alone in this battle. One thing that I cling to is that I will be reunited with my babies once again because they are waiting for me in Heaven.

    1. Oh Penney! I am so sorry to hear of your losses! I had gotten pregnant through in vitro but hadn’t had a chance to tell my family yet…so when I started miscarrying…I had to let them know I was pregnant and miscarryin all in the same sentence. It’s heartbreaking. But like you, I find comfort in knowing that one day, I will be reunited and nothing can keep me from my baby again. Thank you so much for your compassion and encouragement. It means more than you will ever know.

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