It's bound to happen. Every time I have done the 29 Day Giving Challenge I'm amazed by the gifts that flood into my life (or perhaps I just start seeing more things as gifts? That is a gift too).
Today I was not feeling great about some lingering pain I have recovering from a small surgery earlier this month. After days of phone tag with my doctor, I finally could speak with him and he gave the proverbial head scratch, and a prescription. I actually like my doctor (both as a physcian and as a kind human being) but I don't love much about Western medicine and I was feeling a little let down about his recommendation. (I'll report in a couple days if the script is actually helping me!) Then my dh texted me: "Meet me for lunch, I'll take work off early." This almost never happens, and aha, felt very much like a gift. We had a really lovely lunch together.
His gift found me in a much better mood because of MY gift: 45 minutes of doula time with a good friend from my work who is feeling challenged by her choices right now. I listened, gave some info, some advice, a lot of support. I hope it helped. She knows exactly the best choice for her birth, she's just having trouble making a decision. I know she'll get there.
I miss being a doula. I miss the connection with other women and the sense that I can help the most important day of their lives be a little bit better. Talking with my friend really filled my heart today. I think I need to stop saying "I USED to be a doula." While I may not do this work full time anymore, my doula heart is alive and beating.
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