As I posted a few days ago, my friend Erin and I have arranged a group
for some very special women. We call ourselves the Tear Soup Group.
This group is set aside for any
woman, anywhere, in need of a little love, support and strength as she
stumbles down her own path of infertility. You can imagine how good it
feels to share your story, your struggles and your pain with those who
best associate with it.
We
planned on 13 girls around our table but ended up with ten after some
last minute changes. We met at 6 o'clock for dinner at The Old
Spaghetti Factory. Mind you, many of the girls in this group had never
met until last night.
We
went around the table and introduced ourselves one by one. It was
incredible to hear each story. Each one so different. Some of us were
seeing the same doctors, some of us already had a child or two, some
have had multiple miscarriages, some have adopted knowing they'd never
have a biological child, some were having an embryo transfer in a couple
days, some were just starting treatment and other were years in. We
told our stories and recalled words from the book Tear Soup. Although,
I'll have you know we promised each person no Kumbaya--more just
friendship and support on the days when they were making their own pot
of tear soup. And, of course we laughed A LOT!
By nights end, it felt as if we had known each other for months.
I
think we all had a better time than we imagined. Before we parted we
stood in the hall talking for another half hour. We wanted contact
information and more gatherings on the calendar soon.
This is what it's all about folks. It's like what Grandy said in the book Tear Soup--"...most
importantly, I've learned that there is something down deep within all
of us ready to help us survive the things we think we can't survive."
And hopefully this group will help with just that.
