April 19, 2007
These days, the days where it's all like it needs to be, are the days which remind you that things will be ok.
In my head things buzz around. A long email which needs answering but I don't know how to answer it. A project at work that I want to sink my teeth into, but am not sure how to proceed. A long litany of words swimming around in my skull which need to be unleashed. A move towards the next step in the therapy of me that needs to be taken. All of these things move in me and on me and will be released when I am ready, when they are ready.
Sometimes life comes in and affects us so profoundly that we think the life we knew before will never come back again. We had gotten comfortable, we had become secure, we never knew that things could go the way we didn't want them to go. We walked our daily walk, never knowing the storms that were brewing, the fact that the sun is going to disappear.
When the darkness comes, we never think we're going to make it.
The thing about life is you don't really have a choice.
Pick any tired cliched adage you want - When God closes a door he opens a window. That which does not kill us makes us stronger. We are never given more than we can deal with. Through every darkness, there will be light. It doesn't matter the saying, the underlying message is this- it's bad now. It's very bad. It's a sheer and unmitigating darkness that swallows you whole.
But it will go away, in time.
It always does.
Yesterday was not a remarkable day. In the ordinariness of life, this day was stunningly ordinary. Return from holiday, laundry hung out to dry, dishes done, the dog was bathed, and I passed out on the couch from jet lag.
Yesterday was the day that the child we miscarried last year was due.
I didn't mention the day to anyone, I didn't do anything to note the event.
I didn't need to.
Yesterday the sun rose and set and then it came up again this morning. It will continue to do so for as long as I'm alive, which is a great deal longer than that embryo ever will be. Once I didn't want children. Now, I know children are something I want more than I know words to express it. And I look back on the unrelenting grief that was August, I remember the loss of the one I nicknamed Dr. Seuss baby, and I feel ok. I feel like I have been on a long walk, one which nearly took my career, my heart, and my happiness down with it. I walked through the storm of it all, and I look at yesterday with a bittersweet calm.
A birth didn't take place in our world yesterday.
And it's ok.
I'll never stop walking.
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