I swear I am planning on wracking my brain to come up with a response to Stephanie‘s tag — thank you by the way! LOVE being included in all the bloggy fun of these things…helps erase the memories of my sad, traumatic days of junior high when I was always left out of the fun, which I won’t go into now. Suffice it to say the few friends I had were all on the yearbook staff and even though I was the only one not on yearbook, we all ate lunch in the yearbook room every day. In the yearbook room. GAWD. Could it be any more pathetic than that?!? I was chubby and just learning to wear make up and deathly afraid of boys and bell bottoms were in fashion…need I say more?
Anyway, what I really wanted to say today was how crazy this messed up world is. There is much good news out there in the blogosphere, but much sad news too. And I wish I could do something. For Nikole and for Sube, my heart goes out to you … you both have been so supportive since I started this blog, and I read your posts with increasing excitement as you each had good news to share. I am so sorry things have turned out this way.
I wish there was a way to harness the power of these blogs, where we reach out from our isolated islands of infertility to make friends, laugh, learn stuff and go through this journey together. Maybe there is power in our collective prayers. I’d like to think so.
So I send you my prayers, knowing there are others out here doing the same thing, hoping you can feel our collective friendship and support.
Know what? Now I am a high school teacher myself, I am in charge of the yearbook. Now THAT is sad. Really.
No, no, no! That’s not sad…unless of course you eat lunch in there every day just to avoid all social contact. Now THAT would be sad 🙂
Oh, Watson. Thanks for your kind thoughts. I’ll pick up and keep going, but not without gals like you helping to hold me up. I can feel it. Thank you.