The Sound of the World Splitting Apart
I read this post twice. No, three times. If I could I’d sit here and read it repeatedly. I got up, left the computer, tried to think about something else but the words stayed with me.
Every woman has her story. This post is one. A piece of one.
After I hung up, I sat with my husband in the rental car. I was perfectly still. I could feel my heartbeat pulsing in my neck. “Do you want to get a divorce?” I asked him.
He stared at me. “Why would you even ask that?”
It’s also the story of a wonderful husband.
I don’t have any other words I could write. Only wordless prayers rising up from a place deep inside me.
Note: After I drafted this post I saw that Wink also linked to the piece. He also has a story.
Today in his blog Richard Silverstein mentioned Elizabeth Edwards experience. In the past he’s also described his family’s infertiliy nightmare, quoting a letter his wife wrote to the New York Times
To find out that you cannot perform this major role in life is devastating. You feel like you are less than a full person and not fully a woman. No one who has not been through this can understand the depths of despair that this causes.
3 responses so far ↓
1 Richard Silverstein // Jul 24, 2004 at 2:04 am
Julie: thanks for both the trackback to my post & for the link to chezmiscarriage. How can a blog be both hysterically funny & unutterably tragic at the same time?? She is an amazing writer & human being, isn’t she?
2 Richard Silverstein // Jul 24, 2004 at 2:04 am
Julie: thanks for both the trackback to my post & for the link to chezmiscarriage. How can a blog be both hysterically funny & unutterably tragic at the same time?? She is an amazing writer & human being, isn’t she?
3 Liloia.com // Jul 29, 2004 at 4:01 pm
Don’t take it for granted
I was over at Julie Leungs weblog today tooling around and I found this post: The Sound Of The World Splitting Apart I know it isn’t very masculine to say so, but I read this post and it made me…