Sometimes the universe sends you the thing you need when you need it most (no, I didn't get pregnant. Yet.) A friend posted this on Facebook last night, although I didn't read it until this morning. It cuts pretty deep, but I found it comforting. Especially since it's written from the husband's point of view.
(I honestly couldn't remember that verse so I looked it up. I use the King James Version and it uses "reproach" instead of "disgrace." Since I'm more analytical than grammar-ific, I had to verify that they are synonyms)