His Wounded Light
“My strength lies solely in my tenacity.”—Louis Pasteur I’m smiling in the mirror as I observe my changing body. I’m running late for a board meeting but am momentarily delayed by the sight in the glass. I’m growing. Not as much as I should be; after all, it has been a very stressful pregnancy. I have lost so much weight that I’m smaller and I’m lighter. But I’m growing. And for the first time, I feel the life moving inside of me. The problem is, I don’t even know when I can tell Alex. I’ve been very careful not to trigger his bad moods or to stress him out. One might say that this is no life, walking on eggshells all the time, but this is my life. He is my life and I want to be with him. To take care of him.I dress hurriedly so I’m not late for my appointment. When I leave, Alex is still asleep. The traffic to the office is light and easy and I have a full day ahead of me. By the time I walk into the conference room, there are people waiting. There are also checks to be signed, budge...ts to be approved, a meeting with the accountant and then with the lawyers.MoreLess
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