Friends + Laughter = The Best Medicine

My husband and I decided to have a Memorial Day bbq yesterday, and invited over a small group of friends. Because I hadn't seen anyone (other than my family) since the miscarriage, I was pretty nervous about having people over. Was anyone going to ask me about what happened? What would I say? Would I be able to laugh and be my usual, outgoing self with ease, or would I have to walk around with a fake smile all night? You know the kind...behind that grin is the real you, the you that would rather be in your pjs watching some reality show marathon on Bravo. Or E! Or VH1. Those are my go-to channels for deliciously bad t.v.

This would be an interesting evening. I put on some earrings I had bought on our honeymoon in Cabo, and slapped some makeup on my face - for the first time in weeks. I looked in the mirror and could barely recognize the girl I saw. I was starting to get used to a permanent ponytail, lip balm, and dark under-eye circles as my new look. I was starting to forget that I look kinda pretty with blush and mascara. If I fell apart tonight, at least I would look good doing it. I took a deep breath.

To my delight (and slight surprise), having friends in my home proved to be extremely therapeutic. The combination of laughter, music, citronella candles, and traditional summertime fare (what is it about a grilled cheeseburger that makes me feel all is right with the world?) was enough to lift my spirits. I smiled more in one night than I have in the past three weeks. And seeing my hubby in the company of his buddies, sitting around our bonfire with a beer, looking the most relaxed that he has in a long time...that was the cherry on top.

Tomorrow I am back to work for the first time in 10 days. Stay tuned...

xoxo
K

Welcome!

Today is the first day of my newly created blog. I'm hoping that at least one person finds it! I almost named it The Soaring Heart Diary...but I had spelled Diary as DAIRY by accident, and figured it was a sign that I should use PROJECT instead so that you didn't think I was going to blog about milk or sour cream. And now I'm hungry for either a bowl of cereal and/or a baked potato.

I created this blog so that I could connect with women going through the painful emotional experience of a miscarriage. It doesn't matter if you've had one, think you might have one, dread having one, whatever. I don't discriminate here. After searching through countless websites, blogs, etc. I decided to create my own little community because I want women to know that they aren't alone, and we can get through all this together.

I love to write, so you will rarely see a short post from me. I also like to inject humor into things, so please don't be offended (or be offended if you wish)...I just truly feel that laughter can be healing. I welcome all questions, thoughts, and topics...we can talk about cooking and shopping if you want to get your mind off of more serious matters!

Speaking of shopping...has anyone seen Sex and the City 2 yet?

-K