Longing"Honey? Is it done yet?" I hear my husbands soothing voice coming from the bathroom."Nope!" I try to say enthusiastically, but end up being skiddish."It takes a while," I say while leaning on the bathroom doorframe, looking at him.He's sitting on the edge of the bed, eyebrows raised- looking hopeful.I glance down at the test, seeing the 'negative' sign.Again...and again.The doctors had said I had very slim chance I could have a child, but still a chance.It's all I've ever wanted.A child, of my own.Me and my supportive husband have been trying for God knows how long, to no avail.I keep seeing the 'negative' sign, over and over, it's almost brought me to tears.I still have that slim chance.That slim hope.One day, I will have a child of my own.