The New Alias

Since I've started school again I've been able to start a new phase of life. I now don't have to go to new functions and meet people as the "girl who just got back from Asia". I can be another girl who is back in school and passionate about global issues. (This little plan works until one of my friends blurts something out *cough*Andrea*cough*)

The other day I was at the bank dealing with some investment decisions. Though I'm in the habbit of telling people I'm a student now, I slipped and reverted back to "midwife" when she asked my profession. Perhaps I recognized her European accent and placed that with midwifery in my head. The woman looked to be in her 40's or so. Suddenly, she paused and I was almost surprised to see what I thought were tears in her eyes. She told me about her birth back in her home country and how hard a time she had had. She went on to tell me how a midwife had come in to help her through when she didn't think she could go on. She believed the midwives were so special.

People tell me all kinds of stuff about their personal life, but I guess in the bank with this professional put-together lady I didn't expect the tears in her eyes. She had to get up and "deal with some paperwork" for a few minutes and came back. Afterwards I thought man, I should have said something prolific or talked more, but I was just silent and listened to her story. Midwives have such an amazing ministry - it just doesn't feel like I'm one right now. So, I guess my job now is to pray for them and encourage those I do know in practice. Some day...hopefully...