Sunday, September 12, 2010

Put your head in my lap.

I'm halfway through a book of sad short stories about miscarriages. Two a night, on the front stoop, with a mug of hot coffee. Why can't I stop reading? What is God trying to teach me about marriage?

3 comments:

P said...

That sounds awful.

My word verification was unmands. I think it's the opposite of demands.

Anonymous said...

Maybe it's something you won't know until your finished reading...or until you get married (sorry).

I've never had a miscarriage but I can imagine the feeling of complete loss. And it being very difficult to want to be close to someone during that.

What book is this? I have been contemplating reading the book Half Baked...about a very sick preemie baby. Been avoiding it for many reasons.

word verification: askiedre. Sounds like a breed of dog.

jenny b. said...

The book is a short anthology by Claudia Smith. It's not actually all about miscarriages, it just feels that way. I think I would also avoid that preemie baby book, though. Sounds like watching the news...something I do not prefer to do.

I think your word verification is telling you to "ask dre." That should be one of the recommendations inscribed in the die of a magic 8 ball..."Magic 8 ball, should I call that boy back?" *shake shake shake*......."ask dre."