Sleep will hopefully be mine within the hour. I'm exhausted, but want to finish up this day's post...I'm sure to be less wordy, as my mind feels a bit mushy at the moment.
This afternoon, after my incident in the lab, I chose to visit a friend of many years who is, sadly, all too familiar with miscarriage, firsthand. I chose to have this visit, instead of seeing my mother...who remains unaware that this grandbaby of hers is now gone. My mom has been very ill lately...and so happy about this pregnancy. I do not look forward to sharing this news, but it must happen. Friday.
DH will go to the city with me on Friday...for two sad reasons. We will share our news with my mom, and I am scheduled to have an ultrasound, to make certain that "all the tissues have passed". I'm already quite certain that Friday will be a challenging day for me.
The visit with my friend was so needed. She spoke openly of her personal experience with miscarriage, and how that has affected her these many years. It was soothing to know that she never forgets, but that she has healed.
Upon my return home, a co-worker and friend dropped over to present a gift from the staff at the school where I work. Thank-you, all, for your thoughtfulness. I love my work at the school, and I love doing that work alongside each of you.
Later this evening, another co-worker and friend phoned to let me know that she cares. She is so genuine and empathetic...thank-you. I am going to choose my Hope rocks (for my memorial) from her farm. Perhaps later this week when the field is somewhat drier.
Thank-you, also, to those who have supported me (and continue to do so) in this walk...and for those who are reading my blog and commenting with positive and encouraging remarks. I really need to do this. I want you each to know that it means so much to me that you care...what can I say, except "thank-you".
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I am so glad you found someone that gave you listening ears, tender heart and open arms. Your fears are so normal and each of us have experienced the same fears. I am reminded that 365 times in the bible we are reminded to "fear not" so when my fears are looming I tell my head that today my promise is to "fear not" I figure God knew of my fear or he wouldn't have given us the daily promise. Sending thoughts, prayers and love each time I walk under the butterflies!
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