Tuesday, April 18, 2006

That Girl....

So here's the poem that made me decide to start writing all this crap out....inspired by a girl who was drawing my blood who wished me "good luck" and gave me a pitiful look...and I realized I was "that girl"....

I’m “that girl”….
…the one everyone whispers about,
…the one everyone feels sorry for,
…the one everyone feels inclined to tell “If it’s meant to be, it will happen.”

I’m “that girl”…
…the one whose friends with kids don’t know what to say anymore,
…the one whose family has stopped mentioning kids,
…the one who looks at the overstressed mother with 3 kids with envy.

I’m “that girl”…
…the one who is the real-life anecdotal story of “infertility”,
…the one who is the medical mystery that doctors love to treat,
…the one who knows all the REs staff members by their first name.

I’m “that girl”…
…the one no one wants to be,
…the one everyone is afraid they will be,
…the one we wish nobody had to be.

I’m “that girl”….
But that’s not all I am…

I’m also…
…the one who chooses to talk about this instead of hide behind the pain,
…the one who is not afraid to say the word miscarriage in public,
…the one who is not afraid of what people think of her anymore.

I’m also…
…the one who realizes she is married to the most amazing man in the world,
…the one who has found true friendship through these struggles,
…the one who gets out of bed every morning when she has every reason not to.

I’m also…
…the one who will not give up,
…the one who is not finished with this battle,
…the one who IS strong enough to do this.

1 comment:

Allison said...

Beautiful poem. Did you write that? I love it.