Best news I’ve had since the New Year started. I belong to an international dating group, Christian Mingle. I guess I was a bit down about it last post. Yesterday, I spoke with a nurse from the Philippines who emigrated to the US and lives about 8 miles away from me. We agreed not only to a first date but she enthusiastically accepted my offer to help prepare her resume, cover letter and maybe the job search for a hospital job as a nurse.
I am happy with the prospects of actually dating someone. There’s even the possibility (low, high possibility, who knows????)of it not merely being a platonic as it was with Ava. I also really enjoy helping others, and it will be fun working on her resume. The whole job search process is one I am very familiar with. I was looking exactly 1 yr. ago and through most of 2005.
Through all of this happiness, I am reminded of a somewhat true, somewhat fictional story. There was a 30 yr. old woman, Faye. Years before she got married but the marriage ended with a bitter divorce. But at 28 she found Paul who would be her life partner for 60 years. When she was married for 1 year, she became pregnant with their 1st child. When she took the Walgreens pregnancy test and it was positive she screamed and jumped for joy. Paul couldn’t help but be excited too. They wanted to have 2 kids ultimately. Then everyone in Faye’s life who was a friend with her knew the GREAT NEWS. Faye told everyone who cared to listen. Faye told everyone the plans that Paul & her were going to have with their “new bundle of joy”. Some people were even getting sick of her talking so much about her pregnancy and onset of morning sickness.
1 month later, she miscarried. She was devastated, she felt terrible. She told people, especially her husband who was with her through it all about how she almost died of sepsis on the ER table. Paul wondered if that was really true because it didn’t seem that way to him. But he didn’t dare contest Faye’s view of these sad events.
Faye finally learned her lesson. Miscarriages happen a lot more than people think. There’s a lot of woman whose 1st pregnancy ends in a miscarriage. In reality, I personally know of at least 3 women who had that happen to them on their 1st pregnancy. Some of you readers might know women like that too.
Faye learned not to be so ecstatic 'til after the baby was born. Faye learned not to say anything to friends about pregnancy until the 1st trimester is over (which is when a majority of miscarriages take place. majority, not all miscarriages) Faye had an excellent OB/GYN physician when she got pregnant 2 more times. Paul & Faye realized their dream of having 2 children who grew up to be upstanding adults because of the immense love their 2 parents bestowed upon them.
Now this made up, rudimentary story isn’t supposed to warm the cockles of your heart. It merely is a reminder to “not count your chickens before they’re hatched”. It’s a lesson for me as much as anyone. I haven’t met this 1st date yet. I don’t know what’s going to happen. I can’t make plans yet of how things will be “once we get seriously involved.” That just isn’t wise.
I got to be like that song “Peaceful Easy Feeling” by the Eagles. Here’s the line below of what I’m thinking:
“I have a peaceful easy feeling. & I know that you won’t let me down. Cuz’ I’m already standing on the ground.”
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