I'll make this short and sweet.
As much as I complain about how much the world does not understand IF, I am still humbled by the fact that so many in my life at least try to. Two of my best friends, my Mom, my in-laws: none of them have ever been through it (well, at least not in the way we have) and will never completely understand, but because of our path, they have made the effort to 'get it'. They are the ones in our corner rooting for us, saddened by our failed attempts and delighted by any good news we have to pass on. In the middle of this sandstorm, I am countlessly grateful for this. Sometimes, this can be so easy to forget.