“Realism is the embrace of disappointment, in order no longer to be disappointed." Posted on facebook by someone I know, who was quoting a book she’s currently reading.
“There are little deaths every day in my classroom.” Said by a 4th grade teacher who’s classroom I’d substituted in last week at the end of a long term, in the thick of report card writing.
Oh, and I was plagued by tsunami dreams all night. I woke up not refreshed, but wiped out already.
P.S. Please pray for me. I am going to visit a dear friend and her sweet little family today. She and I were pregnant at the same time and had talked about how our babies were friends even before birth.
I haven’t seen her baby since the day she was born almost 6 months ago, when I was still pregnant with Rami and due to give birth any day. I haven’t seen her baby girl since we lost Rami, for a handful of reasons, one being that I’ve been scared. I am so scared that when I see her and hold her, I’ll be overcome with emotions of sadness, anger and despair over what I don’t have. She’s about the same age Rami would be. I do miss my friend and I would really like to know her children better.
*Lord, please let this be a good experience, for all of us. Amen.
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