No, I am NOT pregnant. But a friend of mine is, so I have been revisiting my "100 words about pregnancy" collection, and so am sharing another one with you here. Still recovering from my brother's surprise visit, so please be patient....Poor Minette will be shown and discussed in due course...and what a story that is. What a cat, what a life, what sorrows, what hardships, we shouldn't know from such pain. Meow.
TRUTH OR DARE
I wanted to describe my pregnancy, but the words insisted on congregating in clichéd cliques. Luscious, ripe and fertile clung to each other. Life-affirming, miracle and joyous refused to be split up. They bored me to death. Then my husband dared me to describe pregnancy so that even a man would feel it growing. So I wrote: You discover that your identity is false. The true you is hidden inside your body in a tiny seed. It is now growing, and will soon come out of you, look you in the eye, and say “Truth is, I’m not you either.”