Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Recovery: day 13

The day we found out we lost the heartbeat, I was standing at the bus stop on my way to meet Mike for a Broadway show that had been scheduled months prior. Being out in public was hard. People flitted by, laughing and all dressed up in their Halloween best. I looked down at my very un-festive outfit: jeans and a light gray sweater. I stuck out like a sore thumb. I thought about how this journey has ruined so many holidays that were formerly filled with so much joy. And how I now have new associations, each tainted by my infertility. It's unfortunate that bad days now seem to outweigh the good.

The bus was late. Traffic was bad. I leaned against the building under the weight of the D&C I had scheduled for the next morning. At some point I looked up (something I've struggled to do lately).


I'm not very religious. If there is a god, he hasn't been very kind. But sometimes I feel like there are signs. I don't know from who or from where, but they always seem too perfect to simply dismiss. This happened after my last loss too (which is a story for another time) and left me trying to catch my breath. But that day when I looked up to the sky and saw a fluffy white heart floating there, it was difficult to rationalize away. Maybe it was coincidence, maybe I was reading into it, or maybe it was there for a reason. Regardless, I will carry it with me.

It may have seemed that I've fallen silent lately but I promise you that I've read every word that you all have written. I've been traveling for work and commenting from my phone is infuriating and ultimately proves fruitless. I'm back home now and eager to resume my regular habits.

14 comments:

  1. and it's moments like that, that make me know that He is there. wow. now i'm curious to know your other experience.

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  2. Wow...what a great sight to see when you look up. Sending lots of hugs your way!

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  3. What a gorgeous sign....glad you are okay...

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  4. Not religious either (and if there is a G-d I'm pretty pissed at Him/Her at the moment) but yeah stuff like that makes me think there's.. something.

    Gorgeous post, m'lady. Take all the time you need.

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  5. I had admitted to myself that I never really believed in a god actually not too long before my first miscarriage, and while I have never really reconsidered there have been plenty of times full of desperation that I wished there was someone/thing I could blame, be angry at, pray to. But it doesn't mean that you can't appreciate lovely coincidences and ascribe to them all the meaning that you find in them. Beautiful photo. Things to carry with you like that are so important, even if they are not of the exact same importance that someone else may give them. Hugs....

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  6. I am not religious, but when things like this happen, I try not to think about it too much. Is it really a bad thing to take comfort where we can? Is there harm in accepting it as a sign from someone or something?

    I hope that work - and life - will be kinder to you in the coming months.

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  7. So good to hear from you! I've been thinking of you and what a beautiful sign. Sending many many hugs to you!!

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  8. So glad you're back!

    I have definitely had my moments of "If He's really there, He's a jerk.". I don think He's there, and I also think He can take my anger. But like every relationship that I have, my relationship with God has suffered major blows through this journey.

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  9. That sign took my breath away. Beautiful and filled with so much meaning. Keeping you in my thoughts and continuing to send you lots of love.

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  10. I'm not religious either, but I can so relate to looking for signs anyway. As if the universe has some knowledge of the future that it wants to share with me. Or something. I say take whatever small pleasures you can get.

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  11. I am by no means a religious person, but wow!

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  12. The universe has been so mean to you, so I am glad it gave you this lovely heart. You deserve some good.

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  13. I do believe in God and I believe He orchestrates moments like that for each of us (as I've had some of my own). But really, whoever they come from and whatever you believe -- those moments are something to hold onto. I'm glad you looked up that day. I'm glad you have that image in your heart, and that photo, to give you strength, or peace, or something. Always thinking of you. ~ hugs ~

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