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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Purposefulness (Purpose in Life) (05/25/06)

TITLE: The Crazy Thing about Me
By Ann FitzHenry
05/29/06


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I wouldnít say Iím lucky. Iíve never won the lottery, for instance, but crazy things happen to me. Iím the type of person that can buy a case of soda and win a trip to Disney World. If the odds are stacked against me, Iím a sure bet as the underdog. In January 2002, for example, the happenings of an ordinary day launched a series of events that would change my world forever. With eager anticipation and a touch of dread I told myself whatever the dayís outcome, it would be for the best. Turning the key in the ignition, I began the journey to the rest of my life.

As I entered the doctorís office, the lingering smell of medicine mixed with disinfectant greeted me at the door. Children with runny noses and elderly people in wheelchairs mingled in the lobby. A steady hum of conversation hung in the air. When I got married, this wasnít the scene I pictured when I considered having a child. Now after a year of mentally, physically and financially exhausting fertility treatments, today was the end of the line. With glowing hope, I committed my heart one last time.

Sitting in the waiting room was like being issued your own cell in a torture chamber. Pregnant women alighted on every chair like birds perched on a wire. With knowing looks in my direction, they traded doleful nods while their young children flitted about the office playing with magazines. Failure wrapped around me like a shroud as I waited for my escape.

After an eternity, with everyoneís hot stares burning a hole in my back, a nurse ushered me into a private room. The gateway to the fertile world waited in this cold, impersonal place. I planted myself on the exam table and reflected on everything that had led to this moment. For the past year, I had been driven by my own self-serving desire to have a child. I had attempted to force my will on God without success. My life revolved around appointments, tests, medications and disappointments. On one cold day in January none of that mattered anymore. Either the window was going to open or I was going to be thrown through it. As I pictured myself standing next to a shattered windowpane, a nurse entered the room and interrupted my thoughts. The room grew busy with final preparations as a twenty-minute procedure stood between me and the rest of my life.

For the next fourteen days, I climbed mountains of joy and fell in holes of desperation while I listened for Godís answer. If inner strength and patience is born from weakness and despair, I was there. As I stood at the crossroads between faith and disbelief, my heart ached for a single telephone call.

When the phone finally rang, my heart stopped as the nurse exclaimed, ďYouíre pregnant!Ē With those precious words, God launched me into the next great adventure, motherhood. When I look back at the experience, it is apparent that things only happen in Godís time. In my arrogance, I thought I could change His divine plan. I realized lifeís meaning had nothing to do with me, but everything to do with Him. In Godís infinite wisdom, it wasnít long until He revealed another secret: twins. Yes, crazy, wonderful things happen to me-times two!


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Valora Otis06/01/06
I loved how you tied the title, beginning and end all together! I believe what you said about, "I realized lifeís meaning had nothing to do with me, but everything to do with Him." This rang so true to me! To be twice blessed for your purposefulness, is a gift from Father. Keep writing!
Jan Ackerson 06/04/06
This is extremely well written--with a very distictive voice. I only noticed one tiny thing that I'd change:

...Sitting in the waiting room was like being issued your own cell in a torture chamber...

The "your" there jars a bit, consider changing it to "my."

Love the last sentence--is this a true story? If so, congratulations!
Steve Uppendahl 06/04/06
This piece has some of the best descriptions I've read in quite a while. I'm quite envious.

Excellent job describing how you feel, the doctor's office, etc. You did a great job of using effective words to describe without overdoing it.

Very nicely done.
T. F. Chezum06/04/06
This is very well written. I agree with Jan on the waiting room sentence, but you did do a good job describing the emotions.
Edy T Johnson 06/05/06
You write so well, I have to double-check what level I'm reading! You take your readers alongside and lead them through the story, as if we were part of your experience. God has blessed you with wonderful talent!
Dr. Sharon Schuetz06/06/06
This is wonderful. It's good writing that held my attention and created anticipation to find out the outcome. Good job.
Amy Michelle Wiley 07/01/06
I, too, loved the discriptions in this. I'll email you the requested critique, but well done! :-)
Zuanne Joubert07/14/06
You have so many comments on your life changing entry, but on this one I feel I must ad. Your writing has given me true insight into how you felt, you explained it so well. You do write well. Thanks for sharing