This goes out to the random woman at the commissary. I don't know your name or if I will run into you again. Although, you might just steer clear if you see me coming.
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry I wasn't prepared for your question. I am sorry I loaded your small question with all the baggage that I have been carrying around. I am sorry I expected the worst and didn't look into your face and know that you did not mean any harm. I am sorry that I was self-consumed and agitated and I let it all fall out at your feet.
I just didn't know that when you asked, "Did you have another baby?" You were not implying I shouldn't have. I know that you didn't know that sweet Lily looks so new even after a year of growing. It is still hard to believe that she is the same precious bundle that arrived over a year ago.
I know now that you didn't mean anything.....you just marveled at a beautiful baby....you just swooned and hoped that you and your husband could be blessed just one more time....
I wonder if I will be.....
I'm just sorry. I hope I won't make that mistake again. I hope you can have just one more. Even if, like you said, it takes a little convincing. I'll pray.
And for me...well I am just praying for grace and whatever that means.
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