Last night I went to bed early because I had an early shift this morning. Alas, I woke up 5 hours later to pee and then couldn't go back to sleep. Thoughts and songs kept on running through my head, but among those thoughts there was this strong idea that kept on begging me to write it down.
So that was what I did after work and after that I took a 3-hour nap ha ha...The perks of not having children! :-D I've shared this in FB as well just in case someone else needs it. As usual, click to view a bigger size.
Inspiration in the middle of the night, eh Amel? All this is very true.
ReplyDeleteYeah, brain couldn't stop working - either thinking of things or singing me songs (though didn't manage to lull me to sleep) he he...
DeleteSo very true indeed
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(((HUGS))) back. :-)
DeleteI found this through the 2014 Creme de la Creme list. So so true and well-said. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment. It's my pleasure to share this.
DeletePowerful comparison. It would always make me crazy when people would suggest adoption (this would include my ob/gyn on a routine PAP visit) always uttered with a question mark like it was some strange obscure solution that maybe I'd just never heard of...
ReplyDeleteAdoption? What's IS that?
I'm pretty sure anyone who has struggled to conceive has 'considered' adoption all by herself and decided 'not yet' or 'not for me' if she's not already actively pursuing it, so no one in the world should ever suggest it. So inappropriate, but they know not what they do. And I think you're right: it's just something to say while they're squirming because the grief is uncomfortable.
I'm sorry that you've also heard adoption being suggested so lightly by many different people. It must've be painful. :-( I think it's not only because the grief is uncomfortable, but for the most part inexplicable. They can't understand why it's hitting us that hard. I've found this theme many times over in many people's stories and some people have even honestly told me how hard it is to understand our kind of grief.
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