Thirteen weeks, four days. Day 97 in the quest to chase our little miracle
I never understood tweeting or blogging.
Not until about October last year did i really understand it. Sure i knew about it, but i didnt get it…
Twitter was for nerds, writting your thoughts on a site that people may or may not read… Well that was even nerdier… But now, well i cant live without it.
I only started my blog because i needed something to get me through. I was going to keep a journal until my brother in law set this site up for me, and i thought, why not, saves me carting around a book…
I have said this before, but i couldnt have done this, gone through IVF, gotten back on the path time and time again, if it wasnt for this blog and if it wasnt for my twitter ‘followers’.
I honestly dont think that you can understand, unless your in it yourself. And i am not just talking about IVF and IF, i mean the whole social network thing. To be honest, most of my ‘real’ friends dont get it, my father certainly doesnt get it, neither does my husband. Most of the people i talk to just cant understand why you would write something in 140 characters, why you would post your every thought onto a page where the world can read it, why you would look forward to the comments and the end of the day.
But then again, you never know if you’ve never tried…
I now say to people who dont understand or who think it is just ‘nerdy’ that i have made friends with people i may never meet. These people really care about me, they ask me how i am going, i know they have cried for me, some of them have stayed up late just to hear my news… and you know what? Some of my real friends didnt do that.
I have been asked so many times if i am trying to get a book published, or a movie made, or if i am just copying the movie Julie and Julia.. I laugh and of course sarcastically answer ‘yes, that its exactly why i started this’ (if they were smart they would know that i started my blog before the movie came out). But in all honesty i do say to people that this it is my support network, these are the people who understand me, who can give me advice, who can relate to what i am going through and what i have been through. How many times do you get to a clinic, a doctor, a hospital, and be given a pamphlet for a support group? Well, this is my support group, and i tell people that nearly everyday when i am questioned on my motives behind being a tweeter, and a blogger…
I have been asked if i was not infertile, if i hadnt been handed this opportunity would i have done it anyway? To be honest, no i dont think i would have been involved, i think i would have continued on with my life believing that this was nerdy… But this is the way the cookie crumbled, and i find myself saying again, that while last year was hell, i wouldnt change it for the world.
I am grateful for being able to connect with people who i understand, and who understand me and couldnt have said it better than the last day of 2009.
For the times when you stayed awake to see my news – thank you. For the times when you waited, your hearts beating as fast as mine – thank you. For the times when you simply gave me a *HUG* a *MWAH* a :p and even a – thank you. Thank you for the past 100 days, for your support, for cheering me along when i needed it most, for praying for me when i thought i had lost God, for crossing your fingers and toes for me, thank you. And thank you for the comments that always made me cry… The worst year of my life is now over, and again i say – i wouldnt change it for the earth. I sit here and i welcome in 2010 with open arms knowing that i have strangers in my life who will be with me holding my hand chasing my miracle each and every day with me.
To people that think blogging as a waste of time, to twitter quitters that dont give this a shot, to twitters that think it is just about business networking… No. This is about people finding people who understand in one way or another, this is about knowing that someone will help you when you say help, this is about knowing that a comment at the end of the day, no matter how small, will make you smile. Because in the end, how many of your ‘real’ friends text you and simply say ‘are you ok *HUGS*’ ?
I know i have maybe one or two ‘real’ friends that will text me just because, but i have over 200 ‘followers’ that will comment each and everyday, and make sure that i am ok. In my mind, even though i dont know them, and even though they will never replace my truest friends, they are my friends, and they are there for me.
Twitter and my blog changed my life, and got me through the hardest 100 days i never imagined i would have to face. How many people do you know out there can say that?
Your friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you. Elbert Hubbard