Over Afternoon Tea

Tea is not only a drink but a ritual over which people have been relaxing, talking, and catching up on each other's lives for centuries. This blog is intended to serve as a virtual cup of tea, helping me keep in touch with friends and family in my physical absence.

Minority

So here's my weird thought for the week: something like 50-75% (I can't remember the exact statistic) of all pregnancies are quietly miscarried very early on, before the mother is even aware she's pregnant--so early that the miscarriage is simply mistaken for menstruation. Entirely aside from pro-life vs. pro-choice issues, I find this a troubling thought. Add to this consideration abortions, miscarriages that are known about, and still-births, and you have the startling conclusion that a sizable majority of humanity is not simply dead (we have always known that the dead are more than the living--it's not simply because they're older that the Romans called them the majores) but has never seen what one poet termed 'the shores of light.' Most of our race has never known life as we know it, never seen light, tasted air, or drawn that first breath for a pitiful, outraged squall.

We're a minority, guys. How weird is that?