This post is about the man. The man that chose me, took me for his bride, carried me three and a half years. The man who rubbed my back when I got sick daily, who kissed my forehead as I laid in bed all day long. We walked together around the neighborhood, stopped when I … Continue reading »
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Remembrance: a mother, a midwife, and a man
I wasn’t planning on having anyone in the room but Melissa and Travis. When my mom came in to see me, I didn’t want her to leave; she was my strong tower. Even her presence reminded me that she knew what was about to happen. She was there, our spirits exchanging words and life that … Continue reading »
Remembrance: a midwife, a mother, and a man
I’d like to dedicate the next three posts to the three people who stood beside me as I labored with Eliot in November. Last night as I rocked him back to sleep around 5:00, I thought back to that day, to the back pain that I can hardly remember now; the presence of my mother, … Continue reading »
