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Home › Diaries › Becky's › November 24, 1999

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November 24, 1999

Nothing much to update this week. I'm sorry my last post was so depressing, I'd had a really hard day at it was just all too much. I felt heaps better by the next day. I'm due to 'O' this time next week but this is in the middle of the busiest week of the year so who knows when it will happen. I was going to start temping again but I just can't be bothered.

One of my dearest friends, Debbie, has stood by me throughout the last year in the most wonderful way, I have always been able to phone her and have a whinge. I even did my last HPG at her place. Debbie had a total hysterectomy at the age of 21 (long story) and after major surgery on her back was totally bedridden by the age of 22. Never letting this stand in her way, Debbie and her husband have now adopted three of the most beautiful Korean kids aged from 12 years to 4 years old. We were talking one day about why stuff happens and we came to realise that if she had been able to have biological children she would never have had her three children, who could not possibly be loved anymore than they are, it would be hard to imagine her life without them. What's also hard to think about is the life that these children could possibly have lead if they had not been adopted. The middle child especially is the most sensitive boy with a heart that's just pure gold, it's hard to think how he would have coped with a hard life. The youngest child is just pure mischief and naughtiness, the room lights up when she walks into it. How lucky Debbie is that through what seemed like such a disaster in the beginning was actually happening for a reason, her life is now full with these little reasons.

Another friend of mine lived every mother's worst nightmares last week, she had a phone call that her son had been hit by a motorbike and was injured. Daniel is 13 years old and a very good friend of my daughter. He has broken his ankle in three places, has stitches all over him and has no skin left on he's knees and knuckles but he's alive and was lucky to have gotten away as lightly as he did. He's home from hospital now but still feeling sorry for himself. I can't think of anything worse than receiving that phone call.

As hard as this TTC stuff is I am really so very, very lucky.

Take Care and have a good week,

Becky



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