Reprieve

So, it appears that suddenly this massive gaping wound is scabbing over. I no longer feel like crying every single moment of the day. In fact, I can go a whole entire day without crying about it. And sometimes, I can even begin to see and feel the road I was once on before this past year’s trip through the rabbit hole of ivf.

But how does a large open bleeding wound suddenly begin to close? And why?

Well, my friends, I’m not ashamed to admit that it may have a little to do with my drug of choice…escapism. For the past week, I have returned to an old guilty pleasure—romance novels, where happily-ever-after endings are guaranteed or your money back. So far, I’m downing one a day. And when I’m not doing that, I am drowning my mind in music. My current favorite selection (to be linked when I can figure it out):

LET IT BE

When I find myself in times of trouble,

mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness

she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people

living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted

there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....

And when the night is cloudy,

there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music,

mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....