Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Troubles Fly Away

Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away, all the same, knowing she has wings.
-Victor Hugo
I received a beautiful little necklace from my bestest friend N for Christmas. It arrived on this card:
With the above quote on the back of the card. It was meant to help lift me up after our IVF fail, an incredibly thoughtful gesture. I was cleaning out our bedroom last night (preparing for my family's visit this weekend yay), and found the necklace that I had *meant* to put with my jewelry. Of course, it made me cry. Because it's just as appropriate, if not more so, right around now.

Since Sunday, I've hardly been able to keep the tears at bay for longer than two or three hours. I was making dinner last night, and as soon as Dr Boy walked in the door home from work, I lost it. Full on shirt-drenching sobs while my hands were covered in shredded chicken**.
I think I was set off by the fact that he won't let me get a consolation puppy for my birthday.

No, but seriously, I've felt like I'm doing this precarious balance of trying to hold it together, and it's just not working very well. When I pulled this necklace out of the pile last night, I knew I'd wear it today.


And you know what? I haven't cried yet.

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** In an attempt to be frugal I bought a cheap whole chicken on clearance, roasted it, and shredded the meat. THIS IS SO EFFING GROSS. My newly meat-eating sensibilities were seriously harmed by pulling out the giblets, and I almost vommed when I reached the spine. Nastysauce.

I did, however, manage to find the wishbone. Dr Boy and I pulled, and he won. But right now? I'm not upset it's not my wish heading on up- I'm fairly certain we're on the same page.
I held onto the weak-link right side. Sigh.

8 comments:

  1. Hopefully he made a wish that was also in your favor. My mom used to keep the wishbone but my hubby never does when he roasts a chicken.

    Love your necklace and am so glad it's helping you feel better. I'm sorry you are having such a hard time lately. It will work out in the end and that is why we continue. Thinking of you. Oh, btw so glad your numbers are dropping.

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  2. Love the necklace; it's gorg!

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  3. I hope you troubles do fly away soon and further hope on the rise. Enjoy your family visit!

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  4. What a beautiful necklace filled with so much meaning. I hope that when those troubles fly away, they are replaced with peace and hope. Take care of yourself.

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  5. N is the best, what a beautiful necklace. Grab hold of it and give it a squeeze when you are feeling down. I have been thinking so much about you lately!

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  6. I recently did the same thing. Always go rotisserie!

    So, were you wearing a bird necklace while shredding the chicken!? That is one strong bird. Treat it well!

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  7. Yeah, that shiz is NASTY. Luckily, I found and put on the bird *after* the shredding. It would have been cruel, otherwise.

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  8. I bought that exact necklace for a bloggy friend like a year and a half ago and she now has beautiful twins. Perhaps I should invest in that necklace for myself. I hope it works as well for you as it did for her. :)

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