A high school friend emailed that she looked around my website and was amazed at my work and that I was one of a few that made a difference in the world from our high school. She runs an ABC affiliate's camera department... handing out assignments, etc. and I make a comment about that near the end of my comments to her.
It's funny... I just don't even know how I fell into midwifery, in love with migrant women, in love with service to other human beings.
For so much of my life, despite compassion, I was so self-centered and selfish, I just don't even know where the push to midwifery service occurred! I am often asked how I got into it and I have no clear answer. Circumstances put me in birthing women's lives, yet it took until a move and a second child before Life's mallet hit hard enough on my head that, oh! you want me to be a midwife?!
In my childhood, I could never in a thousand million years, have imagined a life assisting women in finding their path through the rite of passage called birth. I still shake my head in amazement (and confusion!).
But, that was the long way around to thanking you for the very kind compliment about my calling. It is a miracle being asked into women's/family's lives during a year of change and transition and joy and a walking through fear; I am so blessed.
You tell the story in a different way... through pictures. I speak through words (written and spoken). Your storytelling isn't any less valid. And I depend on your medium a LOT... wish I had more access to it because the standard press is so immune to the real ways of birth, we are on a mountain climb to show that what you see on tv (even un-reality birth shows) is not how birth can or should... or even is... when the women are loved and cherished and respected to birth in their Power.