A miscarriage is a natural and common event. All told, probably more women have lost a child from this world than haven’t. Most don’t mention it, and they go on from day to day as if it hadn’t happened, so people imagine a woman in this situation never really knew or loved what she had. But ask her sometime: how old would your child be now? And she’ll know.
— Barbara Kingsolver
Much has been happening in the lives of my circus act this week. Much to celebrate and give thanks for…sending children off to school…new jobs…college life…marriages to celebrate…milestones achieved…all good and wonderful things for which we all celebrate and are thankful for. Yet all the good, so much good, is tempered right now with our hearts bruised and aching as we hold one of ours in this moment.
Yes, it’s like the wind has been knocked out of us because so many wishes, hopes and dreams are attached to this brand new life.
Miscarriage, yes, is a natural and common event. It doesn’t make it any easier to get over even if that is what might be the expectation. An acquaintance said recently how awkward they feel comforting someone who needs comfort; which I guess is supposed to make it okay to not even try. I countered that perhaps literally looking someone you know and care about in the eye and say to them “I’m sorry” is really all that is needed because no matter how awkward you feel, trust me, their pain is so much more. In the end as they heal, they will remember who cared to say that…and who awkwardly said or did nothing.
I’m sorry is simply all that is needed…add a hug, even better…a casserole for extra points.
In all seriousness, it hurts. I know it hurts my child more than it hurts me right now but it hurts still. It’s a hurt I can’t kiss away for her. It’s a loss that reminds me of my own years and years ago…the three of them would be 31 and 26 years old today
For my daughter and son in law, I am so sorry, so very sorry.
My social media timeline today reminds me that it is a big day in the life of many people I know because,
yes, Back to School season continues. This time today with these two.
You heard me!
BOTH of these girls.
BOTH OF THEM!
I look at this 8 year old before she enters into her third grade classroom thinking how can she possibly look so much more mature than an 8 year old…I mean I certainly did not look this confident and self assured and all I choose to remember of my own 3rd graders was how they were all elbows and knees with a smudge of dirt or breakfast on their chin that somehow missed my inspection on the first day of school. How could Hollie and Ben possibly allow this little girl to grow up so fast?
The only positive thing I can say might be hurray for a November birthday and the state law of 5 years old by September 1st because, you guys!!!
Time is passing faster and faster y’all. I can’t make it stop. I’m just going to hold on as tight as I can while I can.
Happy school year my darling grand girls! Mima loves you with all her hearts!
The most beautiful moments always seemed to accelerate and slip beyond one’s grasp just when you want to hold onto them for as long as possible.
E. A. Bucchianeri
My daughter’s in laws are brilliant people having invited us to join them Easter Sunday so that we all could enjoy face time with our kids and our grand babies. Absolute brilliant idea which we had to repeat on Father’s Day.
Here’s to brilliant ideas, and family time together laughing, loving and eating too much, and three absolutely amazing dads, dads³.
Yes, one of my darling daughters, cube is really a thing!
Of course it wouldn’t be a family gathering without an opportunity for awkward family photos.
Definitely my favorite.
Real men are not those who kill all the bad guys and save the world in movies. Real men are those who strive to be great fathers to their children to make the world a better place.
Happy Father’s Day!
So that impossibly gorgeous married couple I know so well because the wife is my darling daughter #1 shared a picture of themselves from a holiday party this weekend.
Naturally I grabbed a copy of it for myself; after I shouted, “Stop being so adorable!” Because, really, they are just too damn adorable. I wish I was that adorable! This shot really would be a perfect holiday card except for the fact that their even more perfectly adorable children aren’t in the picture.
Of course, that will not do because they are my perfectly adorable grand babies and they absolutely must be featured in their holiday cards.
Hollie and Ben, naturally, agree and they asked me to help them get the perfect holiday card photo.
You can’t imagine the fun.
Meanwhile, the much-coveted Scarborough Family Circus Holiday cards are here and ready to send out.
Let me know if you want one.
After midnight, while my guys were slumbering and snoring in our hotel room, I shared a little bit of the Thanksgiving Day with Hollie, who is spending the holiday with her little family at Disneyland. For us both, our very first visit to Disneyland was 23 years ago this time of year so I could imagine just how magical it would be for Hazel and Fallon…especially for Fallon being her very first visit. As expected, Hollie reported that Thanksgiving Day at Disneyland was indeed perfect…except for the part where they lost Fallon’s autograph book. Then she sent me this little bit of sweet awesome.
1, 2, 3…
That pretty much completed my Thanksgiving.
They are just as cute when they are awake.
They get it from their parents.