Ever since I stumbled onto some blogs recently, I've found I've kind of been following them. Not in a creepy sort of way, but with a genuine interest and care. These blogs belong to women who have fought long, hard and horrific battles and are now coming to grips with what all of this means in the face of another pregnancy. Last night, I waited anxiously to find out if Aurelia had her baby and how they were doing. Is that weird that I am so concerned with a woman I've never laid eyes on?
I don't think so.
If you believe John Donne's quote that "no man is an island" and that every death diminishes me because I am a part of man (human/women/womyn) kind then I could easily argue that so to then, does every birth fill me up for the same reason. As far as I'm concerned, you and I are related, whether we've laid eyes on one another or not. I care about you, I want you to be happy and healthy. I want your dreams to come true. And if you want me to, I want to help.
Aurelia, I am thinking of you and your babe tonight and eagerly waiting for news of the same.
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