I feel a little like George Bailey this morning. Except I am not a guy. I don’t have a savings and loan, an Uncle Billy with an animal menangerie, a Mr. Potter making my life miserable, a bum ear from saving my brother from drowning as a child, or a guardian angel named Clarence. If I took my guardian angel to a bar, he certainly wouldn’t order mulled wine, heavy on the cinnamon, easy on the cloves. He would order one of those mortifying electric blue tropical drinks with a zillion umbrellas, a flaming dolphin, and a coconut shell to hold it all together. Virgin, of course.
I guess I am trying to say thank you for all your wonderful comments, prayers, and words of wisdom. It is humbling and uplifting at the same time. And I thank all of you for avoiding this:
Like one who takes away a garment on a cold day, or like vinegar poured into soda, is one who sings songs to a heavy heart (Proverbs 25:20).
By singing songs, I mean that nobody felt the need to remind me of all the good in my life, all the blessings I do have. I know that. I didn’t miscarry my eyeballs or my brain.
My procedure is this afternoon. I am nervous about making a return trip to the OR. The same OB that did my last procedure is performing today’s. If last time is any indication, I will come home and crawl into bed for the next day.
Thanks again. I am so touched and blessed by your support and prayers, and in too many cases, close understanding.
My dear sister, you and your hubby are in my thoughts and prayers. I didn’t know your news until this morning but in my heart I felt yours hurting last night. I’m so sorry. I wish I could make it all better. Be still and know that God is with you.
Humor in the midst of despair is a gift to you and others.
“I didn’t miscarry my eyeballs or my brain,” is classic. Who knew a beverage could be depicted so well? Could you draw a graphic for that sometime?
Thanks for posting when it would be easier not to. (I’m assuming.) Nice use of fontage for the whisper.
I’ll be praying for your healing, on all levels. Rest in your Comforter, especially over the next few days.
I am so so so sorry to hear the bad news. I had such hopes it would turn out differently. You are right, being prepared doesn’t make it easier. Three precious babies you have to wait to hold until you meet them in Heaven. That delay doesn’t make your love for them less real. Try to feel God’s love for you and for them even while the pain takes over. Know that you have a lot of friends out there thinking of you.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you today and always. I wish I could reach out over the wires and give you and your husband a huge hug, I wish there was more I could do or say to help.
As Lexie said, thank you for posting when it would have been so easy not to. Thank you for letting us share in your sorrows as well as your good times.
You’re in our hearts, thoughts and prayers!
Ps 34:18
The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. This verse has comforted me many times.
Prayers and peace be with you dear G, in time light will shine again.
I have three little darlings waiting in heaven who will surely greet yours and take their little hands and show them around. I think the saddest part now, is not having the chance to know them on Earth. One day we will have a great reunion where we will meet each of them and finally know them. I look forward to that fine day.