I wanted to share my notes out of my sketchbook that I jotted down to help me get a handle on the concept that is involved in my Twenty-Something Painting: BARREN.
I typically paint happy stuff, but I am up and down just like everyone else.
These notes were written several months ago. I am a painter, I make no claim as a writer, but would like share my notes with you here, on my blog.
Last last February, to be exact, is when I painted this piece and wrote these notes:
BARREN
Such a horrible painful word when it applies to you. How do I, a woman who has been given buckets and buckets of joy in the form of children, comfort a friend who finds out she now wears the label of barren?
How do I find words ? Do I say something stupid like “I understand your pain”….. Not me, the woman with four children….. I can’t say that to her…… Or to say, “I’m sorry” seems to fall flat.
I can’t mention that the thought of living without my own child is unbearable and unimaginable?
I can’t mention how the bond with my own daughter has been life-altering, forever changing me.
I can’t mention how nothing has ever compared to how it felt to hold my newborn girl in my arms?
I can’t mention how nothing was ever the same again?The doctor has labeled her sterile, barren, unable to conceive. I think the PC term now is infertile. Old Testament Sarah was “barren”. And old term, but means the same thing today as it did back then. Brings the same pain.
I have no idea what to about this. I can’t make it better.
Cindy, I am new to HandmadeGeorgia. Found you through Livi&Co.
I just wanted to say that I understand a piece of that pain.
I am not able to have children due to my medications and for me to go off them is not an option. When I was told that I would probably be on these meds pretty much the rest of my life – it was like telling me I was barren.
But I do have a miracle child – Last July 1, I brought home a healthy baby boy whom I named Elijah. He was truly given to me by God. Born of another mother, but conceived in my heart.