I’ve never been a huge Pink (as in the musician) fan. In fairness, I’ve never listened to her much, but my assumption based on the few songs I heard was that her music was heavy on hard partying, messy breaking ups, with lots of FUs thrown in for good measure. Not exactly my taste, but I’m having to readjust my ideas after hearing this beautiful ballad—Beam Me Up. I later learned that she wrote it after a miscarriage, which more or less sealed the deal and got her added to my Pandora channel. Listen to it, and I dare you not to cry or at least get a little moist.

Beam Me Up

There’s a whole ‘nother conversation going on

In a parallel universe.

Where nothing breaks and nothing hurts.

There’s a waltz playin’ frozen in time

Blades of grass on tiny bare feet

I look at you and you’re lookin’ at me.

Could you beam me up,

Give me a minute, I don’t know what I’d say in it

I’d probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face

Beam me up,

Let me be lighter, I’m tired of being a fighter,

I think a minute’s enough,

Just beam me up.

Saw a blackbird soarin’ in the sky,

Barely a breath I caught one last sight

Tell me that was you sayin’ goodbye,

There are times I feel the shiver and cold,

It only happens when I’m on my own,

That’s how you tell me I’m not alone

Could you beam me up,

Give me a minute, I don’t know what I’d say in it

I’d probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face

Beam me up,

Let me be lighter, I’m tired of being a fighter,

I think a minute’s enough,

Just beam me up.

In my head I see your baby blues

I hear your voice and I, I break in two and now there’s

One of me, with you

So when I need you can I send you a sign

I’ll burn a candle and turn off the lights

I’ll pick a star and watch you shine

Just beam me up,

Give me a minute, I don’t know what I’d say in it

I’d probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face

Beam me up,

Let me be lighter, I’m tired of being a fighter,

I think, a minute’s enough,

Beam me up

Beam me up

Beam me up

Could you beam me up.

As much as we don’t want to hear this in the midst of pain, sometimes a huge loss results in something beautiful. And I’m happy to report that Pink and husband Carey Hart are now the proud parents of a beautiful daughter — Willow Sage.

When you were in the midst of your infertility, miscarriage, or failed adoption grief what made you feel better? Did this pain result in something positive?

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