Health care is a basic human right, not a privilege. For some reason, we’ve allowed ourselves as Americans to be fooled into accepting that one must be blessed with “means” to actuate appropriate health care. As a nation we have failed to realize that our health care system is a barometer of our society’s value for human life.

-Me

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

I am not broken

I am not broken
I am whole.

I feel I love I sing I cry.
I am not broken.

I am not in pieces
I am not put together
I am just as I should be.

I am not broken
I am
whole in Gods’ eyes
whole in my husband’s eyes.

I am mother student person whole.
I am not broken
I am whole.





Do you know how it feels to be broken?

Do you know the feeling when others perceive that you are broken; that they feel you cannot accomplish what your body was simply created and put to task to do without their guidance because you are less than whole, less than perfect, lacking, diseased, or broken?

Do you know how it feels to have the label broken?

I am not broken, and perhaps, I am using the form of verse to state this fact, to share its truth, and to broadcast my realization that their truth is not mine. I am not broken.

I am whole.


(edit: The pregnancy is going beautifully. I am 17 weeks and 2 days along. My kidneys are functioning beautifully. My a1c is 7.5. My gastroparesis is HELL. My poor hubby thinks I have the worst breath on earth, but I am doing the best I can. My baby is beautiful and whole and content and deeply comfortable within my warm and fluid depths!

This pregnancy is a journey not just as I embark on the creation of my final child, but also a realization that I am not a statistic, I am not a number, and there are choices that I can make in regards to my body and my care that perhaps others may not understand.

I am not my diabetes, my vascular system, my back disease, my kidneys, nor even my a1c. I am a person that has a person within me.

I am blessed with one of the most arduous yet awesome tasks that God has perhaps ever seen fit to task any woman with. That is to aid in bringing a child into the world. I am working hard, and trusting God; trusting that God does not make broken people.

This entry is intensely personal and painful for me.
I will perhaps never describe to anyone (other than my husband) exactly what this entry is for and to me, but I think you can understand the general gist.)

4 comments:

Lyrehca said...

Yay for the pregnancy going beautifully.

You're not broken. You're stronger than the typical person who doesn't have to deal with such issues, and for that, you are more resilient.

Everyone has to deal with something in their lifetime. You already know how to do that and that puts you head and shoulders above the general population.

Go you.

Anonymous said...

Hi Sarah,
I'm embarrassed to admit that I've been lurking on your blog for awhile now. I've wanted to write to congratulate you on your wedding to Bob. I've wanted to write to you to say how I thought you are truly an amazing mother.

Now, finally, I have to write to say that to me, you are more than not broken. You are truly a light in our world. I think that the way you lead your life shows such intelligence, compassion, and courage.

Thank you!
Your fan, Denise L.

Prvbs31Mama said...

I'm enjoying your blog! And like I emailed you, your poem is incredible!!
Praying for your pregnancy to be continually blissful!!
Hugs!!

Minnesota Nice said...

You are not broken - you are experienced. You have successfully navigated the rocky/choppy db waters and are still sailing, like a strong beautiful ship on a blue sea.
If somebody said or did something to make you think you were broken, I will come up to St. Cloud and step on their head. But, I also know that these feelings can sweep over us and sink their teeth in for no reason.
Stay the course, sister. And please, keep us updated.