For most people, the period between Mother's Day and Memorial Day is a pretty unassuming time. For me, however, one date holds much significance, as on that date my life was forever changed. It's a day I've nicknamed my personal "Mother's Memorial Day". On May 20th, 2014, I suffered a miscarriage, and lost the baby that had spent almost 11 weeks inside of me.

This weekend marks 3 years since that traumatic day. The time that followed was a difficult one for me. One thing that came to light is how common this experience is. I was very lucky to have had a few close friends who were open about their miscarriages to confide in. However, I was shocked to find out how many of my other friends had suffered through this experience, but did not talk about it. If had known that before, I wouldn't have felt like such a failure as I was going through it.

I was determined to share my story, in as open and as graphic a way as possible, so that others wouldn't have to suffer alone. I received a small grant from the ROI Schusterman Foundation to hire filmmaker and writer Keren Hantman to edit my cartoon, as well as writer Eli Schiff (who also happens to be one heckuva husband). Keren and I hope to continue sharing more stories via comics about childbirth, infertility, IVF, stillbirth, and other traumas women bravely endure with silence.

For now, here's my story. Please share your stories as well, and let's continue the dialogue together. It's 2017. Nobody should be suffering alone.