At the time of 2:00 a.m. on a day in May in the year 2012, amniotic fluid drenched the carpet in a hallway of an 11th floor apartment on Walker Avenue.
I was excited. I was scared. I was unprepared.
By 2:00 p.m. I was exhausted. Being a birth coach is hard work! It’s especially hard for a person as empathetic as I am. By 3:00 p.m. I was in extreme pain, suffering from a migraine. The lack of sleep, the constant doling out of ice chips, and the extreme outpouring of emotions had taken their toll.
“Go home, honey,” she said. “Get some rest,” she said.
“Okay,” I said.
I went home to the soaked carpet knowing it had been the best day of my life, knowing I had experienced a miracle, knowing what it meant to love and be loved, and knowing that I had become a dad.
That’s the story of my daughter’s birth. Is it accurate? Is it embellished? Is it true? That is for the reader to decide. But I will tell you this, and it’s a truth I was reminded of this past Sunday: There are truths in the stories we tell.
After telling a story, my friend Hermione succinctly said:
Stories bring us together.
And when a rock-climbing, rebellious, spiritual, and insightful Kiwi tells stories, the truths become clearer.
4 thoughts on “The Stories We Tell”
“That’s what fiction is for. It’s for getting at the truth when the truth isn’t sufficient for the truth.”
― Tim O’Brien
It’s true, stories bring us together, and when we arrive together, we realize we are so much the same….with the exception of amniotic fluid on the rug…but mostly everything else.
loving your blog Michael.
Great quote. I know you’ve echoed the same truth many times. I’m glad you’re enjoying my foray into blogging. Thanks for the encouragement.
My fiance and I have a dear friend we call “campfire” for his incredible stories, and story telling abilities. Are “campfire’s” stories often embellished to the point of fiction…absolutely, but they are brilliantly funny and engaging. Bringing people together is his true gift; people love to be around “campfire”!
Michael, your blog, your stories, your authenticity is my “e-campfire”. Keep blogging friend.
Thanks for your thoughtful comment, Sarah. Hope your campfires continue to produce light.