I think that some day I will write down all of the amazing and encouraging things people said to me when I informed them about my pregnancy, particularly in the early stages.
There’s one conversation in particular that stands out to me when I think of the various responses I received. One of my life-long friends said, “one day we won’t be able to imagine life without [him].” At the time, I knew she was right but it was hard for me to visualize myself at that point.
I can’t even begin to explain how incredibly right she was. I absolutely cannot imagine my life without my sweet, sweet boy nor would I ever want to.
Now, it’s hard for me to go back to that place where I needed this kind of encouragement. It’s hard to believe that I needed any sort of pep talk.
But I did.
In fact, I needed several. From different sources.
I needed women who knew what it was like to love a little child so much that sometimes it feels like your heart just might burst to reassure me that I, too, would feel that way about my child.
I needed women who didn’t know that feeling but longed for it so desperately that they couldn’t help but give me some tough love and remind me how fortunate I was to have conceived a child at all.
I needed women who had walked a similar road themselves to release a feeling of hope into my life – the hope that in due time the pain and confusion would be replaced with joy and clarity.
I needed people.
But I didn’t just need “people”; I needed different people with different perspectives.
There’s not always a better or greater perspective for a situation. It’s the collection of perspectives that brings dimension and life.
Don’t be afraid to add your unique perspective on life. Someone, somewhere may need it in their collection. It may be the missing piece that will complete the picture of hope for their future.