Thanks for the Father's Day wishes. I am to some extent the Dad you might have been, without the partner. I'm 72 and living with and raising my 17yo son Miles (yes, named after that Miles). It is the hardest and best job I have ever had in my life. It is not a job I was prepared for. Not by my upbringing nor my life of being free to work and roam as I chose. You should see his face when someone says, "is this your grandfather". Great laugh for both of us.
Young Justin, good to hear from you. Don't know why, but I always thought you much younger rather than close to my age. You are a baaaaad mofo, in the best of ways. Though later in life, you chose to follow through and be a responsible father. I congratulate you and respect that. Props to you, brother.
That's a life changing experience for all of you. Z took his chances on the possible trajectories in the quantum universe, but his bet didn't pay off. Or maybe it did. Maybe he only needed a ride downtown, not cross country.
I never wanted to be pregnant but I didn't know why my self was rejecting such an important biological instinct. It wasn't until recently that I learned of the dangers involved with RH negative mothers.
Yes, sometimes the "reasons why" aren't readily obvious, but are in fact, for a reason. Do you have time for a quick story? Or at least as quick as I'm able to tell... I knew of a woman who had tried and tried to have a baby. And then, huzzah!, out of the blue, one day she was. She was over the moon and did everything necessary, and right, to bring it to fruition. Then, a couple years in, when the baby was a toddler, an unthinkable tragedy. While the mother was in the bathroom, there was a crash. The child, crawling around, had flipped a coffee table that wedged itself against the door, under the door handle, trapping the mother in the bathroom, and the child under the coffee table. The mother, acting with super-human strength, defied physics and escaped, but in the space of that short time, the child was gone. Bereft does not begin to speak to the pain and grief and guilt the mother felt. Eventually, it led her to a psychic friend who told us the story, one who knew of our own sad tale. This woman assured the mother that she would have more children, but explained to her that sometimes a soul's work is almost done, and all they have to do is incarnate one more, verrryyyy short time, to finish their work and get off the karmic wheel. In this instance the child had looked around from the "tween life" place for parents, a mother, that could handle the pain of bringing them in and allowing them to depart in a seemingly too short time to move along in their own eternal story. And guess what? The couple did go on to have more children and to understand why the first child had come and gone so quickly. I think maybe Z, as you say, just needed a ride downtown, not cross-country. And we learned so much about ourselves in the process of his visit. Thanks, Z.
I did not know You and Shannon lost a (baby) Not the right word, yet fetus feels incomplete.. I too went through that journey between my kids. My heart feels the change within you both and the kinship of loss, yet something greater than you or I may ever know. Happy Father's Day. Thank you for sharing.
It is a shared and intimate experience, isn't it? Sorry that it is a bittersweet experience forr any that knows it. You know the saying. That which doesn't kill us etc. You can fill in the rest. Blessings and all good things...
Oh yes, the lessons and the cycles of life. A good solstice to all. The story reads as well the second go round. Thank you Alki. You and Shannon sure get the most out of this existence. Good work, if you can get it, and if not, who knows ?
Thanks for the Father's Day wishes. I am to some extent the Dad you might have been, without the partner. I'm 72 and living with and raising my 17yo son Miles (yes, named after that Miles). It is the hardest and best job I have ever had in my life. It is not a job I was prepared for. Not by my upbringing nor my life of being free to work and roam as I chose. You should see his face when someone says, "is this your grandfather". Great laugh for both of us.
Young Justin, good to hear from you. Don't know why, but I always thought you much younger rather than close to my age. You are a baaaaad mofo, in the best of ways. Though later in life, you chose to follow through and be a responsible father. I congratulate you and respect that. Props to you, brother.
That's a life changing experience for all of you. Z took his chances on the possible trajectories in the quantum universe, but his bet didn't pay off. Or maybe it did. Maybe he only needed a ride downtown, not cross country.
I never wanted to be pregnant but I didn't know why my self was rejecting such an important biological instinct. It wasn't until recently that I learned of the dangers involved with RH negative mothers.
Yes, sometimes the "reasons why" aren't readily obvious, but are in fact, for a reason. Do you have time for a quick story? Or at least as quick as I'm able to tell... I knew of a woman who had tried and tried to have a baby. And then, huzzah!, out of the blue, one day she was. She was over the moon and did everything necessary, and right, to bring it to fruition. Then, a couple years in, when the baby was a toddler, an unthinkable tragedy. While the mother was in the bathroom, there was a crash. The child, crawling around, had flipped a coffee table that wedged itself against the door, under the door handle, trapping the mother in the bathroom, and the child under the coffee table. The mother, acting with super-human strength, defied physics and escaped, but in the space of that short time, the child was gone. Bereft does not begin to speak to the pain and grief and guilt the mother felt. Eventually, it led her to a psychic friend who told us the story, one who knew of our own sad tale. This woman assured the mother that she would have more children, but explained to her that sometimes a soul's work is almost done, and all they have to do is incarnate one more, verrryyyy short time, to finish their work and get off the karmic wheel. In this instance the child had looked around from the "tween life" place for parents, a mother, that could handle the pain of bringing them in and allowing them to depart in a seemingly too short time to move along in their own eternal story. And guess what? The couple did go on to have more children and to understand why the first child had come and gone so quickly. I think maybe Z, as you say, just needed a ride downtown, not cross-country. And we learned so much about ourselves in the process of his visit. Thanks, Z.
Wow. Good that she was able to get a larger perspective. Guilt like that can cripple you for life.
I did not know You and Shannon lost a (baby) Not the right word, yet fetus feels incomplete.. I too went through that journey between my kids. My heart feels the change within you both and the kinship of loss, yet something greater than you or I may ever know. Happy Father's Day. Thank you for sharing.
It is a shared and intimate experience, isn't it? Sorry that it is a bittersweet experience forr any that knows it. You know the saying. That which doesn't kill us etc. You can fill in the rest. Blessings and all good things...
Oh yes, the lessons and the cycles of life. A good solstice to all. The story reads as well the second go round. Thank you Alki. You and Shannon sure get the most out of this existence. Good work, if you can get it, and if not, who knows ?
Bless you and thank-you, dear friend.