Membership

Over a year before I had Mr. A I suffered a miscarriage. At the time I remember my wise sister-in-law saying to me that I had become a card-carrying member of a club to which I never wanted to belong. That thought has never left me. You see, I think we all, at various and multiple points in our lives, become card carrying members of clubs that we never wished to nor thought we would belong.

My thoughts this week have often turned to my DH's great cousin (whom we even set up with my sister at one point) and his also great wife. This week they became card-carrying members of the club to which I'm pretty sure they never thought they would belong (to read more about it visit www.sivleyseven.blogspot.com - post titled "Sweet Maddie") . I have shed many tears just thinking about them.

And so, I have tried this week to not let Mr. A's food throwing, mischief-getting, blatant disobedience(ing) affect me as much and to coo and smile longer with my Miss M now that she is blowing bubbles and "talking" and growing up way too fast. Life changes too quickly to not enjoy the ride.

In this case, membership doesn't seem to have a whole lot of privileges. We do feel strongly, though, that membership of a different kind (in our church) allows us to truly believe that we will be with our loved ones forever and that membership certainly has sweet, comforting and everlasting privileges.