There are a few subjects that I have been thinking of writing about. Stuff I ponder quite often, but never seem to make it past the point of actually sitting down at my computer to type it out. Blogging is the cheapest form of therapy, but I keep thinking (and debating) about whether I should even go "there" about a lot of things.
"There" is a whole lot left unsaid (or not explored enough) in the preemie world and I sometimes wonder if it's because it's just easier to censor ourselves or just more manageable for all of us to stay in the positive, uplifting realm. Not venturing into touchy subjects or places where there could be disagreement. I know the second I write about these kind of subjects, I will have many who disagree with my conclusions. I may lose some readers. People who are offended or who just won't get it. Disagreement is not fun. And maybe that is why I haven't gone there. It's much easier to stick to happy Jack pictures.
That doesn't mean I've been shielded from online controversy since starting this blog. Aside from negative comments here and there (oh yes, I delete them!), I once came upon an online forum where hundreds of people were discussing our decision to keep Jack on life support after he suffered a brain bleed. No mind that they were debating this very personal decision that we made 3 years ago. Kind of late to the party, right? Since we are a blog online, it was open for discussion. And it horrified me to read what "they" actually thought.
Yeah. Not fun at all.
So... do I go there?
More and more, I just want to stick with what is real. What is genuine. That includes the gritty and hard. Not every preemie story is one of roses. But it is how you deal with the heartache. The disappointments. The good and the bad. That, my friends, is the true mark. We are only human, after all.
I still believe it's a good idea to censor the things that we put out there. There are just some things that should be kept private. And more and more, I am aware that once I hit publish, it is out there, forever on the interwebs. I want to remain true to the original intent of this space, to show prematurity in a very real light. To show the pure joy. But I also don't think it needs to stay in Pollyannaville.
Am I declaring this "touchy subject week"? Maybe. We'll see how I feel about it tomorrow.