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Friday, January 29, 2010

LESSONS LEARNED FROM INFERTILITY: (MY CONTINUALLY GROWING LIST)

I’ve learned that unintentional hurts come from loving but uninformed acquaintances.

I’ve learned that nothing is really as scary as I imagine it to be.

I’ve learned not to take everything so seriously or personally.

I’ve learned to stop planning so much for the future and enjoy the present by living in the moment.

I’ve learned that sometimes just putting your feet on the ground and one in front of the other, is enough.

I’ve learned that a lot of goodness can come from the unknown.

I’ve learned that people who are there for you the most, oftentimes are the people you’d least expect.

I’ve learned that the people you’d expect to be there for you the most, oftentimes are there the least.

I’ve learned that life offers far more good than the bad.

I’ve learned that the friends you thought would be there for you may let go of you, which makes you feel unworthy and unloved.

I’ve learned that even though you want no one to have to go through this – it helps to know someone who is. Because then you don’t feel so alone. Anything to help you not feel so lonely.

I’ve learned that even though I might not want to attend a baby shower – I still want to be invited. Because it hurts much worse to find out about it later.

I’ve learned that you can keep going long after you think you can’t.

I’ve learned how to react and respond to people who say insensitive things.

I’ve learned that I have more patience, strength, and resilience that I ever imagined.

I learned I’m glad I didn’t track of the number of hours total that I’ve waited for doctor appointments, the number of miles driven in the car to appointments, or the number of hours on hold on the telephone.

I’ve learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I’ve learned that I have a lot to be proud of.

I’ve learned and gained a deeper love, devotion, and appreciation for my husband due to the trials we’ve faced together.

I’ve learned to stop looking at the piles and piles of hospital/clinic statements, bills, and prescription sheets.

I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broke, the world doesn’t stop for your grief.

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