My mind is playfully dancing around the conversation T~ and I had just before bed last night. It just kind of floated out there, all innocent like. My heart is happy and I am in wonder in how simple and natural and easy the conversation started and flowed. I'm not even really sure exactly when it started, it just happened and was.
T~ and I talked about moving in together.
We have talked in broad terms about our feelings and thoughts about marriage, children and things that bring us fulfillment. We have talked about wanting to find a partner and share a life with someone special.
This conversation was a dreaming kind of chat or a light sketch about us. No big or hard details, just feeling it out. But, the words were said that he wants to share a home with me and I want to share a home with him. It is all still early, but it was a real conversation with him.
And there is also something important that I've noticed about being with T~ in the last month or so. I feel calm and confident about our relationship. There isn't so much worry in trying to guess what he is thinking. I just ask him and he says it. There is a mutual transparency in our relationship. Part of this has been me learning to be more bold and part of it is him. And the times that we have spent apart, like being out of town visiting family, I have missed him, but I have felt at ease. In my past relationships I may have felt twisted up, stressed and scared. However, with T~, I feel secure-- secure in myself, in him and us when we are together and apart from one another. Again, it is from my own growing, but it is also him. I feel blessed to be with T~.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Monday, December 30, 2013
MRI Falling Apart?
"Getting old is hell, sweetheart."--Uncle Carl
That's what my great uncle would often say. It was usually followed by a soft, knowing chuckle with a bit of honesty and humor. But, he was always quick to point out that for which he was thankful, too. It became harder over the years as he outlived so many in his lifetime. However, my mind prefers to linger on the more resilient moments when Uncle Carl spoke those words.
Ugh. Followed by meh.
The saga that is my shoulder injury from September continues. Long story with an eventual MRI/MRA and plenty of deserved griping, but I'll skip all of that. Good news is that I did not tear it nor have micro tears. So, that means no surgery and a few weeks of physical therapy. The bad news is that I have arthritis. What? How is that? Well, apparently it has always been there but kind of quiet. As the physician assistant put it, the injury awoken the bear.
Great.
Now that makes me feel old(er). I am not exactly thrilled by this news. He felt that the physical therapy should bring back range of motion and be mostly pain free. He also did not seem too concerned about long-term treatment or who I should see next. Seemed more like welcome to getting old(er).
I don't know how I feel about all of this, but it seems I'm fairly young to have this health issue. I guess it will be more for me to look into for 2014. I just want to be healthy and injury free for more than six months. I am tired of feeling like my body is falling apart. I'm certain there are worse things, but I'm concerned about the long-term effects and how to care for myself now so that I'm in better shape down the road, or less worse shape. This is not helping the whole being healthy and young enough to have a baby.
But, the physician assistant said that after the physical therapy that I can take up running and yoga again, at least for a little while. I am definitely going to be hoping for improved health in the coming year.
That's what my great uncle would often say. It was usually followed by a soft, knowing chuckle with a bit of honesty and humor. But, he was always quick to point out that for which he was thankful, too. It became harder over the years as he outlived so many in his lifetime. However, my mind prefers to linger on the more resilient moments when Uncle Carl spoke those words.
Ugh. Followed by meh.
The saga that is my shoulder injury from September continues. Long story with an eventual MRI/MRA and plenty of deserved griping, but I'll skip all of that. Good news is that I did not tear it nor have micro tears. So, that means no surgery and a few weeks of physical therapy. The bad news is that I have arthritis. What? How is that? Well, apparently it has always been there but kind of quiet. As the physician assistant put it, the injury awoken the bear.
Great.
Now that makes me feel old(er). I am not exactly thrilled by this news. He felt that the physical therapy should bring back range of motion and be mostly pain free. He also did not seem too concerned about long-term treatment or who I should see next. Seemed more like welcome to getting old(er).
I don't know how I feel about all of this, but it seems I'm fairly young to have this health issue. I guess it will be more for me to look into for 2014. I just want to be healthy and injury free for more than six months. I am tired of feeling like my body is falling apart. I'm certain there are worse things, but I'm concerned about the long-term effects and how to care for myself now so that I'm in better shape down the road, or less worse shape. This is not helping the whole being healthy and young enough to have a baby.
But, the physician assistant said that after the physical therapy that I can take up running and yoga again, at least for a little while. I am definitely going to be hoping for improved health in the coming year.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
The Betweens
My blog is in a state of flux. Sometimes I question if I have more to write, but then a post comes to mind and it goes on the page. It sometimes feels like a trickle. It is not so much that I am dealing with immediate IF issues. I have used this space to process and grieve what once was my battle with IF. Now it feels like I am grappling with the left over reverberation, such as how this has all impacted my parents and family. They have been marked and hurt by the process and sometimes hurt for me in what could have been. It is sometimes unspoken and more with a knowing sigh or glance. Pandora's box has been opened and there is no going back to how it was before IF invaded our lives. It has left a hole and there is no undoing of that want and dream of a child my own. That chapter in my life has closed and the loss is still felt.
But, there are new chapters yet to be written and a child could still be a possibility. There is a chance that a new dream of a new child could be born. However, until that time, I am in a space of in between where I must find a way to live in the present.
And it is in this space of in between that I am trying to find peace and happiness and freedom.
So, where do I look for support? It is a really, really small niche in the IF community. As of yet, I have only really found two other blogs where a person was once married and dealing with IF and got divorced and were still of an age to be able to conceive a child potentially. One stopped her blog shortly thereafter and the other remarried, but then her life quickly took a turn as she faced breast cancer. This second blog has been very validating for me in a retrospective kind of way before the writer learned of her illness. And she continues to be inspiring in framing what is most important in life. Her situation made her have to get off the IF roller coaster. Then how she documented her journey put things in a different perspective. Her blog also helped me through my mom's treatments for breast cancer as the blogger was a few steps ahead of my mom in her treatments and it kind of prepared me for what was next. lt helped me to focus on my current blessings and helped me find clarity in prioritizing what I want in my life.
So, I continue to look for ways to help me deal with the current childlessness in my life because if I do not, I may get stuck in my sadness and grief. I need to find a way to live my life now and be happy. The places I find myself more so lately are the blogs of those living childfree. Perhaps there is something for me to learn from them to help me manage during this chapter in my life. It is not that I am giving up hope on having a child, just trying to find a way to peaceably live until it may be time to dream that dream.
But, there are new chapters yet to be written and a child could still be a possibility. There is a chance that a new dream of a new child could be born. However, until that time, I am in a space of in between where I must find a way to live in the present.
And it is in this space of in between that I am trying to find peace and happiness and freedom.
So, where do I look for support? It is a really, really small niche in the IF community. As of yet, I have only really found two other blogs where a person was once married and dealing with IF and got divorced and were still of an age to be able to conceive a child potentially. One stopped her blog shortly thereafter and the other remarried, but then her life quickly took a turn as she faced breast cancer. This second blog has been very validating for me in a retrospective kind of way before the writer learned of her illness. And she continues to be inspiring in framing what is most important in life. Her situation made her have to get off the IF roller coaster. Then how she documented her journey put things in a different perspective. Her blog also helped me through my mom's treatments for breast cancer as the blogger was a few steps ahead of my mom in her treatments and it kind of prepared me for what was next. lt helped me to focus on my current blessings and helped me find clarity in prioritizing what I want in my life.
So, I continue to look for ways to help me deal with the current childlessness in my life because if I do not, I may get stuck in my sadness and grief. I need to find a way to live my life now and be happy. The places I find myself more so lately are the blogs of those living childfree. Perhaps there is something for me to learn from them to help me manage during this chapter in my life. It is not that I am giving up hope on having a child, just trying to find a way to peaceably live until it may be time to dream that dream.
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