"Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn." Roman's 12:15
Romans is probably one of the best books in the bible. The amount of life-applicable lessons is crazy. My favorite verse is in Romans.
I like Romans.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Bittersweet
Whoever invented or created that word couldn't have come up with a
more apt description of what certain events, news, revelations, etc. can
be like.
I received such news this weekend. One of my best friends is pregnant. She now joins many of my other friends who have been able to achieve the thing that has eluded me. Pretty much everyone my age that I'm friends with is either pregnant or has already had a child. Some are even on their second.
Bittersweet. Truly, I'm immensely happy for her/them. I honestly and genuinely am. It, however, is still tough news to hear, especially for one, like myself, who so desperately wants the same thing, but has little to no hope of it happening.
I do genuinely celebrate with those who tell me their exciting news. I rejoice with them in their excitement and joy. I'm always excited to eventually meet their little one. I pray for them, and wish them nothing but health and happiness and I would never, ever, do anything but that. But it would be really nice to be the one sharing the news, rather than the one receiving it.
It's the toughest when I hear a friend got unexpectedly pregnant. Naturally, it's a shock, because you weren't planning on it, but I wish in those certain moments that I could be honest and tell them that I would give just about anything to be in their situation. Each day/cycle that passes by, I realize that pregnancy is truly a miracle. It's not a guarantee, and so many people take that for granted.
I just wish it could be my turn.
I received such news this weekend. One of my best friends is pregnant. She now joins many of my other friends who have been able to achieve the thing that has eluded me. Pretty much everyone my age that I'm friends with is either pregnant or has already had a child. Some are even on their second.
Bittersweet. Truly, I'm immensely happy for her/them. I honestly and genuinely am. It, however, is still tough news to hear, especially for one, like myself, who so desperately wants the same thing, but has little to no hope of it happening.
I do genuinely celebrate with those who tell me their exciting news. I rejoice with them in their excitement and joy. I'm always excited to eventually meet their little one. I pray for them, and wish them nothing but health and happiness and I would never, ever, do anything but that. But it would be really nice to be the one sharing the news, rather than the one receiving it.
It's the toughest when I hear a friend got unexpectedly pregnant. Naturally, it's a shock, because you weren't planning on it, but I wish in those certain moments that I could be honest and tell them that I would give just about anything to be in their situation. Each day/cycle that passes by, I realize that pregnancy is truly a miracle. It's not a guarantee, and so many people take that for granted.
I just wish it could be my turn.
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