I was a baby sitter on Sunday morning for almost two hours. I took for a walk my cousin's 3-year-old son. It was lovely. I took him to a beautiful bridge that he had never seen before.
When walking across town center, I met my schoolfriend from Italian classes. We visited the same classes for few years, almost a decade ago. I hadn't met her for some years.
When we met (she was with her husband and three kids) she said: "How lovely. Now also you have children."
(btw: it is just silly to assume that if a woman is walking with ONE child, that there are some additional children somewhere else).
I wasn't surprised. I wasn't hurt. I just said: "No, I don't have children. Sometimes I just borrow one or two."
She looked puzzled. So I just explained who the beautiful little boy was and nothing else.
It is really none of her business, finding about my blocked tubes / lousy ovaries / broken uterus / broken-but-now-healed heart.
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I guess I really came to the point in my life where I cherish the things that I do have in my life.
Regreting the things that I don't really doesn't make sense.
It's nice to get to a peaceful enough spot that you can respond that way and not have it send you to a quite corner, to cry. At least, that's how I feel these days.
ReplyDeleteI love your response, Klara. Even more I am glad that the question didn't hurt you.
ReplyDeleteOhhhhhh what a powerful statement at the end: "Regretting the things I don't really doesn't make sense." Love it!
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