I hate to write a goose egg in the miles square! I was set to go, and right before I went out the door, I called my sister-in-law about photos we had taken of Bubbles. It was good I called her. I found out she just went through her second miscarriage. We talked a long time. She and I have always been very close and have gotten closer since we have both had miscarriages. She draws a lot of comfort from me. We talked until after 10pm. There was NO WAY I was going to tell her I had to get off the phone so I could run. That, I don't feel guilty about.
We talked about how often when horrible stuff happens God has a reason but we often don't get to find out why. In her case, we don't know why. In mine, I know some of the reasons which is very comforting. One is that I have been able to comfort many people who have since had miscarriages. Another is I was driven to visit "my peeps" (family) afterwards, and I got to say goodbye to a terminally ill family member before they died. I also learned that people say really, really idiotic things to people when they are suffering. But I also learned to recognize that they don't realize it and that they really love and care for me and don't realize what they say hurts. Enough of this depressing stuff; I am going to bed. |