I went to church a couple of days ago...and it was Preschoolers’ Day, where all the little kids got to go in front and sing for everyone. I felt so out of place there because of the lack of a family of my own. Because I wasn’t allowed to be a Dad when my son was growing up, I missed out on a lot of things.
Do I resent that? You bet I do! Even though I was worshipping God along with the rest of the congregation, He could see that I was in pain, and He got me through the service (and the rest of the day to boot) without my breaking down and crying right then and there.
Thank you, God.

You mentioned the church, ours was bringing up all the little ones for a blessing, as this was new to the church - it got very quiet.  We were up in the balcony, with my wife holding a “fresh” grand daughter (about 3 mo’s old) who then let out a burp that’d make a drunken sailor proud !  I thought the windows rattled.  No one on the main floor heard anything, but the balcony worshipers were sure entertained !

Sorry to hear of your pain, ours is a daughter that is trying to assert her “independence” by not seeing/visiting more than once a week, little more than 30mins.  It’s killing my wife !