There is a really nice couple our age that I met through husband's work. I want to make a long story short, so I will tell you only that they did something really kind for us (that not many people would do). I am sure we could become friends if they didn't get their first child very soon after we met.
You know how it goes. I was very happy for them - they were almost 40 and got a beautiful healthy baby boy (and sad for us at the same time). We sent a card with a small gift to congratulate for the baby. But I never saw a child. Once they visited us (they live in neighbouring country, 6 hours driving for us) - but there was only my husband to host them, I was on one of the business trips (and to be frank, I was glad I could avoid meeting them with a baby). When visiting, they told my husband that they are expecting the second child.
We never got the birth announcement for the second child, but since we weren't in contact any more, I didn't think it was strange.
Then, almost two years later we needed some advice regarding building the house so I wrote to him. I started an email by how are they doing and if I may ask - did the first boy got a little brother or a sister?
I got back immediately a reply: "yes, our son got a little brother. But he was born with (name of disease) so he never even got the chance to leave the hospital. He died in our hands when he was two months old."
When I read the email, I started to cry. I just couldn't stop. I was so sorry for the little baby boy who didn't even have the chance to live. I was sorry for his parents. I was sorry for their first son who will never have a sibling. And I was sorry for us two - infertility took from us possibility to make & keep new friendships.
Later that day I met a friend very close to me and I told her the story.
She (mother of two) said: Yes, it is sad. But I guess they just have bad karma and they had to pay.
I was furious, what bad karma??
She explained that she truly believes that in their previous lives they had to do something bad and had to pay in this life.
I remained speechless. I don't believe in nonsense like that.
My friend had cried with me and for me - during the horrible years of all the failed IVFs.
Later that day I realized that she probably thinks that my infertility is punishment for something I did in my previous life. Just plain silly. I did not have a previous life. And I did nothing bad in this life.