We have a false sense of control in our lives. This - I can't control. I can't turn back time & bring Kara back. I can't change the fact that I am 40 and have squandered my youth. I am hateful of the women who told me I had 'plenty of time' to have children. My generation has been misled and lied to. My eggs are old and I may never have another biological child. There are no words to describe how this makes me feel.
This morning started like every other ~ wandering around the house trying to avoid my grief - finally succumbing to great wracking sobs, bringing me to my knees. I cannot pull myself from the depths of this despair. Instead, I wish I could die to be with my daughter. If this 'new' life means waking up to this every day, why bother? This is my life now - and I just don't know how I will continue day after day. I look forward to the sunset each night - because it's another day over. I yearn for night, when my body surrenders to exhaustion and I have a few peaceful hours of rest. Only to begin this nightmare all over again tomorrow.
This is my new life - life after the death of my baby. It can't be changed, it can't be avoided - it just 'is'.
I Can’t do Without You – Irving Berlin
There was I satisfied to live and die
In a little world where life was all arranged
There were you in a world I never knew
Suddenly we met and ev'rything was changed
All my life, I did without you
But now I can't do without you
All my life I never missed you
Until I kissed you
I never missed you
All through life I went
And thought that I was meant
To live and be content
Without you
Then I put my arms about you
And now I can't do without you
There was I gazing at a cloudy sky
Thinking that the clouds were all there was to see
There were you pointing to a sky of blue
Showing me how bright a day could really be
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