Thursday, February 4, 2010
Three Friends. One at a time.
I explained here how hard it has been for me to look back at these times in my life, but these people really DO deserve to be honored (even if it is just on my blog)...so here it goes.
**I want to preface this whole section by saying that there were MANY MANY people who helped me through these times. These are just three that stand out at this particular moment in time.**
I found out within three minutes of each other (LITERALLY 3 minutes) that I'd lost my job and that I was pregnant. After I told my boyfriend, he told me he wanted me to have an abortion. I said no.
I don't remember the exact sequence of events here, my mind is a little fuzzy, but this is sort of the way things happened.
A friend called me, just to keep in touch, and I shared with her the most recent happenings in my life. I told her that I did not feel like leaving the house (or seeing anyone) and instead she offered to come over and she brought some homemade soup and one of the best loaves of bread I've ever had...even to this day.
As we sat there, I shared my problems with her...and she listened, responded and actually, genuinely cared about what was going on in my life. In an effort to not talk about me the entire evening, I asked her (since we were talking about my pregnancy) when she and her husband were going to have kids. She then told me that they had actually been trying for several years to get pregnant. She has endometriosis and told me that they weren't sure whether they would ever conceive.
I can only imagine how hard it would be to sit and listen to another person's unplanned pregnancy story while desparately desiring a baby of your own. But she did. She listened, she cared, she fed me, she loved me.
I felt incredibly...overwhelmed. Thank you Hilda. You blessed me more than you know.