Saturday, January 26, 2008
Go little bean, go!
I've been talking to the universe. Usually, my communication with the universe is limited to giving thanks, but this time I'm asking for help. Anne Lamott wrote that there are really only two prayers, "Thank you!" and "Help!" Unless you're praying to the devil I suppose.... Anyway, as I said, I've been asking for help for one of the voices in the blogosphere. I don't know how this happened, but I became so emotionally invested in the fertility struggle Patricia has been going through that I can't stop thinking about it. You see, she's pregnant. Not earth-shattering news in most circles, but after years of trying and treatments, in her world, it is. And now there's a little speed bump in the process and all we can do is sit and wait. And pray. All I keep thinking is "Go little bean, Go!" (the baby is the size of a bean presently) The doctor gives a 50/50 chance of survival and so I'm asking for help. For her, and for the little bean, who will have the lovingest parents imaginable. This morning as I put the little piece of my breakfast bagel into the spirit plate, I said, "Okay, I know I've only ever said thank you before, but if you can get on over and help that little bean, I would be so grateful." Then I went to the computer and google mapped her house (we exchange xmas cards so I have her address) and said, "There, that's where the little bean is."