Daylight Savings: A Season of Fertility and Hope
Last night, the first night of daylight savings time, I went out with a group of women that I have known over twenty years. It's almost always just the four of us. We don't go out often enough, maybe 5-6 times a year. We are all friends individually and see each other in different subsets outside of the four of us getting together. But, like most busy women, we can only manage all of us at one time and one place infrequently.
From the outside in, our friendships don't make a whole lot of sense. We are very different in our political and religious views. Sometimes I think of us as the United Nations. We are truly interested in each other's points of view and sometimes marvel at how an opportunity to see something from someone else's eyes can shift something in us. We are respectful, always. I don't use that word often--always--still it's why our friendship has survived and thrived for so many years.
We always respect each other.
We don't always agree. Sometimes we agree, silently or not, to avoid in depth conversations where our beliefs sharply diverge. Speaking only for myself, of our quartet, I am able to hear things from these friends that humanize political and religious points of views that can be polarizing.
Friends Who Understand Infertility Support
One of my dear friends from this quartet, let's just call her Jessie, picked me up and dropped me off. We were discussing today's blog. Jessie had her experience with understanding infertility and fertility treatment and knows of the heartache and joy of the journey.
Jessie was telling me about how significant the time change is and how we should make it a practice to always go out on that night, from now on. I listened to her, not as carefully as I should have as it was late and I was tired.
She discussed how having the extra light at the end of the day shifts our possibilities. I think that's what she was talking about. Jessie, forgive me, it's what I took in from what you were saying.
Having it stay lighter, longer, at the end of the day makes a big difference in our lives. Or at least it can. Maybe it means being able to take a walk or bicycle ride when you get home from work. Maybe it means that deep down, we really get that spring is coming, despite the snow still on the ground. I'm sitting here and the birds are definitely migrating through; I can hear them. They know that spring's coming.
Spring is a season of rebirth. The earth has been hibernating, taking it's rest. We see the daffodils and crocuses poking their heads through the ground, peeking out.
Why We Enter Into Fertility Treatment
Perhaps this is the season of hope for you. We enter into fertility treatment because we have hope. No matter how tamped down that hope may be, we go into treatment because it could work.
In this time of change, of light and warmth and growth, breathe into your own hope. Fan it awake, let it reveal itself.
I will hope here with you.