Limbo land looms large once again. I am well versed in limbo’s hellacious characteristics. Interminable waiting. Worry-laden uncertainty. Chronic misunderstandings. Costly and inconclusive medical care. Maddening second guessing. And the wild card? No one day remotely resembles any before or after, which makes planning impossible. Sound familiar, long-time readers and fellow graduates of Infertility School…
Tag: liminal space
Setting Sights on Renewal
Now more than ever, I’d like to focus on renewal. It feels overdue after three tumultuous years. In what feels like another lifetime, November 2019, I happily dove into a glass half-full. I looked ahead, joyfully, to a new decade. New academic and writing successes blossomed one after another. Travel plans fired my imagination. My…
Stuck? Seems We’ve Been Here Before
Stuck? Spinning your wheels? Same here. The world feels akin to Contagion, Ground Hog’s Day and Lost in Translation — combined. And so, no surprise, I identify these days as mostly stuck. Some days I feel caught, somehow, as if in amber. Worries and COVID fears abound in the news and seize my attention. Even…