This weekend my heart has ached like no other for a dear friend. I have seen more strength and courage from my friend than she will ever truly know. Let me set the scene. I have a very dear and very pregnant friend facing a scary situation. Her husband left her without warning. The coward finds every excuse except the truth that he is indeed a coward to find blame for his leaving. She has a high risk pregnancy and is caught in the middle of a horrific set of life changes. I have no pity, respect or emotion other that hatred towards her husband. What man would tell his wife such horrible things and do such a horrible act within the final stages of a very rough pregnancy. No one but a coward. I will leave my comments at that. This is their business but I spent this weekend trying my best to mend a broken heart and give strength to a dear friend. I only hope I was some shelter in this storm for her. My heart is breaking for her. I can only say karma is a real thing. I have had the pleasure to witness first hand it's aftermath. My friend is going to be a wonderful mother to this baby boy and she has a safety net that is walking with her every step of the way.
This has been a rough week...Cedric's surgery went great though. I was worried, but honestly, once I met the surgical team I was relieved. They were fabulous!!! They explained every detail and I really felt he was in the best hands. I had a moment in the waiting room when I almost broke down, but I looked around and felt horrible. I looked around and saw all these worried parents. Who knew what their babies were in surgery for? Who's children were fighting for their lives...so my sons simple surgery was nothing to cry about. I felt almost dumb for being so selfish. I know he was a higher risk since he suffers from severe reflux, and it can cause for complications, but my son wasn't fighting for his life. So I didn't cry. His surgery was super fast. We were called back to speak with the doctor in no time. Coming out of anesthesia Cedric was a happy drunk. All the nurses laughed and loved him. He was funny talking to himself and giggling. The hubs and I brought the little drunk home and he stayed up until almost noon. We got up at 5am. I couldn't believe he would not crash...but he kept laughing at the silliest things. After a nap I went and picked up my friend. She stayed the weekend. We talked, laughed, cried and tried to make sense of a situation that doesn't. We made plans for her shower, and bought invitations. I made calls to my support team of friends and they offered up their help. I love my friends. They are a group of people who will give you the shirt off their back, iron it for you and possible even take in if it doesn't fit...hehehehehee. I have help for the cake, and food...and I know we will be having an impromptu craft night to make decorations for the shower. We have two weeks...we can make this happen. I also love my husband. He was beyond pissed off when hearing what my friends husband did to her. He wants her to move in here. He is such a sweetie, he went downstairs brought an extra bed upstairs and put it together so she would have a proper place to sleep. He also took care of Cedric so I could tend to my friend.
Life is a set of events...you never know what is waiting for you around the corner. Good, bad, or neutral...events happen. People enter, people leave your life. It's a constant state of change. Sometimes, life isn't fair. No matter how hard we wish it were. It's not. My heart truly aches for my friend, but I know her life will be great again. I just know it will.
Last week I went on a LONG walk with a new friend. It's funny...it's a friend I never thought I would have. Hence, the whole you never know thing. I had a really good time and we talked about some things I think that needed to be discussed. I feel good everything has been shared. We really get along and have a lot in common..it's kinda comical, but I'm glad to call her a friend. I like her. I know people find me nuts, but I don't care...I am who I am...and I am comfortable with who I am. I think people who have issues or problems with how I choose to live my life are often times projecting their own insecurities or short comings. So I will be friends with whom I choose to be...enough said...
off to take a shower and sleep...
This has been a rough week...Cedric's surgery went great though. I was worried, but honestly, once I met the surgical team I was relieved. They were fabulous!!! They explained every detail and I really felt he was in the best hands. I had a moment in the waiting room when I almost broke down, but I looked around and felt horrible. I looked around and saw all these worried parents. Who knew what their babies were in surgery for? Who's children were fighting for their lives...so my sons simple surgery was nothing to cry about. I felt almost dumb for being so selfish. I know he was a higher risk since he suffers from severe reflux, and it can cause for complications, but my son wasn't fighting for his life. So I didn't cry. His surgery was super fast. We were called back to speak with the doctor in no time. Coming out of anesthesia Cedric was a happy drunk. All the nurses laughed and loved him. He was funny talking to himself and giggling. The hubs and I brought the little drunk home and he stayed up until almost noon. We got up at 5am. I couldn't believe he would not crash...but he kept laughing at the silliest things. After a nap I went and picked up my friend. She stayed the weekend. We talked, laughed, cried and tried to make sense of a situation that doesn't. We made plans for her shower, and bought invitations. I made calls to my support team of friends and they offered up their help. I love my friends. They are a group of people who will give you the shirt off their back, iron it for you and possible even take in if it doesn't fit...hehehehehee. I have help for the cake, and food...and I know we will be having an impromptu craft night to make decorations for the shower. We have two weeks...we can make this happen. I also love my husband. He was beyond pissed off when hearing what my friends husband did to her. He wants her to move in here. He is such a sweetie, he went downstairs brought an extra bed upstairs and put it together so she would have a proper place to sleep. He also took care of Cedric so I could tend to my friend.
Life is a set of events...you never know what is waiting for you around the corner. Good, bad, or neutral...events happen. People enter, people leave your life. It's a constant state of change. Sometimes, life isn't fair. No matter how hard we wish it were. It's not. My heart truly aches for my friend, but I know her life will be great again. I just know it will.
Last week I went on a LONG walk with a new friend. It's funny...it's a friend I never thought I would have. Hence, the whole you never know thing. I had a really good time and we talked about some things I think that needed to be discussed. I feel good everything has been shared. We really get along and have a lot in common..it's kinda comical, but I'm glad to call her a friend. I like her. I know people find me nuts, but I don't care...I am who I am...and I am comfortable with who I am. I think people who have issues or problems with how I choose to live my life are often times projecting their own insecurities or short comings. So I will be friends with whom I choose to be...enough said...
off to take a shower and sleep...
1 comment:
I feel bad for your friend... whoever she is.. that has got to be tough and all those hormones and worries that come with pregnancy is not going to make it any better. :-(
I'm super glad ceddy's surgery went well.. and I'm glad he'll have more mobility in his tongue to articulate and manipulate food! yay! (obviously I need to get out to stop being so speech oriented in everything i do and say but its still a good thing.. hehe)
and i dunno by what you said if you were saying you are worried what people will think about your new friend or what... but if so... i wouldnt worry..anyone who is your true friend isnt going to care as long as you arent going to get hurt. i mean if its a good friend... thats awesome.. we could all use more good friends in our lives. :-) and if thats not what you meant... ignore my lil schpeel. haha.
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