About two weeks ago, I was kindly asked by Marie to submit a piece for her week-long series on fertility issues – cancer and it’s treatment impact being a darn big one of those challenges. So I wrote her a little story about one Saturday morning long, long ago, when Zsolt and I lay in bed dreaming up baby names. Here is a reblog of my full guest post on Journeying Beyond Breast Cancer. You are welcome to click through and read, and then do explore more of what JBBC has to offer.
;) Catherine (P.S. It’s an emotional piece, but I happen to be having a very good day today. So just keep in mind, it’s not all sad moments)
Originally posted on Journeying Beyond Breast Cancer:
Years ago, and I mean nearly ten years ago, my husband – then boyfriend – and I would lay in bed on a Saturday morning and not get out till about noon. We’d just hang out there and talk the way a couple talks when they are new and crazy in love. Somehow on one Saturday morning, the subject came up of baby names.
(So that was thrilling for me, because nothing says ‘long term’ like baby names.)
That discussion sparked several other ‘lay-in and day-dream’ Saturdays, and we finally settled on two names: Claire for a girl, and Joseph for a boy. Zsolt thought Claire was a beautiful name (also my middle name), and I quite liked the Hungarian nickname for Joseph, Joszo, plus it’s my dad’s name.
Since that time I’ve always seen the two of them, Claire & Joszo, in my head. It has felt…
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