Comments on: love is a tired symphony

By: Kyla

Kyla — Wed, 20 Aug 2008 15:41:49 +0000

Don’t force it, Bon. I believe you’ll get there, but in your own time. I think realizing you wish for something is the very first step towards it.

By: meremortal

meremortal — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 04:10:08 +0000

your writing is so pure and true to heart. so rare to find. it reads as if it’s an easy conversation with you, next to a crackling fire with a hot mug of tea, you sharing your memories.
thank you for sharing.
this writing, your writing…this is your music for your baby. you HAVE done it, with quiet courage.
love.
xoxo

By: Georgia

Georgia — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 02:18:44 +0000

I don’t think the baby will miss the music she hasn’t had. She would be more focused on your voice anyway and she’s had that all the way though – as well as Dave’s, and O’s so she’s already had more to listen to than either Finn or O. It is horrible that fear can step in the way of things we would love to do, but it does. I have yet to talk to my baby. I will, but not yet.

By: Jo

Jo — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 19:09:54 +0000

if you were a drink, i’d be drunk on your words, bon. you write perfectly of the most raw in life. i can’t help but wish to hug you right now, yet again, for how hard it must be to be pregnant, to know what you know, to have seen what you’ve seen. sometimes, when you write, it seems like maybe you *have* healed. but then you remind us, eloquently, how beneath-the-surface it still is for you, rightly, understandably so. i wish for you headphones on your belly. maybe, even just once, in L&D come a few weeks from now, you can do it, knowing that your baby girl is safe inside and just-right ready to come out. i know you will be OK. I know she will be OK. XO

By: Mad Hatter

Mad Hatter — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 18:30:05 +0000

The music of your womb is enough for now. There will be time for singing.

By: Painted Maypole

Painted Maypole — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 17:59:51 +0000

beautifully written. we can not undo what has happened, or unlearn what we know. but we can create new patterns, new memories, and new paths… that will be all the richer for what has gone before

By: Vicki

Vicki — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 13:44:30 +0000

There is a song in your heart meant just for this little one. And you will sing it eventually, just not until you are ready. Not only will you sing it, you will whisper it directly to her soul and she will know it with all her heart. And she’ll feel that love you covet for her and only her.

By: womaninawindow

womaninawindow — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 02:45:00 +0000

you will celebrate. There will be music.

By: womaninawindow

womaninawindow — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 02:44:33 +0000

Do you know, that it is OK? It’s OK to not do that?

We were told with my second child that something was “wrong”, maybe Down’s, noone knew for sure. And then things were upsidedown for the delivery. We stopped celebrating when the first doctors were quiet. We didn’t celebrate when our son was born. We were quiet, still. We were lucky. There was plent of time to celebrate. He lived. Was healthy. Is.

By: tash

tash — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 01:06:50 +0000

Amazing what music can dredge up — smells, sights, and perhaps most incredibly, emotions — not of now, but of some other far away time. I’m never sure if I’m thankful for the triggers that remind me of the innocent me, or if I wish I could somehow erase them wholesale from the rest of my life.

It’s so hard to hope, or to even want to. There’ll be time enough for singing later.