I have this blog to document my infertility adventures from the past four years. I laugh, I cry, I vent.
In the end, this is cheap therapy.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Whew!
It was't so bad, really. I wasn't the psycho from hell that everyone told me I was going to be. Though, I was told (more than once) that it seemed like my brain-to-mouth filter was broken. Oh well. I probably meant everything I said. :)
"The English language lacks the words to mourn an absence. For the loss of a parent, grandparent, spouse, child or friend, we have all manner of words and phrases, some helpful some not. Still we are conditioned to say something, even if it is only “I’m sorry for your loss.” But for an absence, for someone who was never there at all, we are wordless to capture that particular emptiness. For those who deeply want children and are denied them, those missing babies hover like silent ephemeral shadows over their lives. Who can describe the feel of a tiny hand that is never held?" - Laura Bush, Former First Lady
2 comments:
Yeah, the filter was the only thing I noticed. But I also knew it was stuff you were already thinking, just didn't normally voice. very funny! =]
Phew! One month down! Fingers crossed!!
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