when everything was going to be just fine

my world was shaking.

i had an amazing OB for my first three pregnancies, and while i won’t tell you her name, i will tell you that she embodied her happy name. all of my friends went to her. she was enthusiastic, laughed easily and was a true joy to be around.

but after I had Luke, my beloved doctor admitted that even though she wasn’t familiar with the part of the brain that he was missing (the corpus callosum), she did want to assure me that everything was going to be just fine.

and do you know what? she was absolutely right. just not in any sense of how the world would define “fine.”

she was so desperately the personification of her name that she couldn’t meet me where i was, when my world was shaking. sometimes we need those joyful people to surround us but most of the time, we simply need people who meet us right where we are. and that may be where the sadness is or where the joy is or right in the middle of both places.