Seeing My Story Reflected Back

 

I entered some information into ChatGPT, and this is how it represents accepting childlessness.

I quite like it!

 

Tasmania by Paolo Giordano

 

I spent 8 hours on a train yesterday and finished reading a novel by Paolo Giordano. I have read all the novels he has written, and I loved them all.

Infertility, childlessness, and accepting life without a biological child are not the central focus of this book, but the theme is always present.

This is the first novel I have read written by a man who writes about these topics.

Here are some quotes from Paolo Giordano:

“A different future opened before us.”

“The absence of a child filled the house.”

“We learned to inhabit another possibility.”

“Our life adjusted to a missing presence.”

“Not all lives follow the same design.”

“The future no longer required a child.”

“We rearranged our expectations.”

“The imagined child slowly faded.” 

 

I do recommend reading this novel. 

Snowflakes bouquets

 

There is something precious my mother taught me when I was a child: you don’t need to buy gifts—you can make them yourself.

This morning, before starting my workday, I went for an early walk through the forest. The air was quiet and fresh, and the ground was covered with delicate snowflakes. I picked some of them and made five small bouquets.

One was for a friend who can no longer walk because of MS. One was for her mother. One was for my mother. One was for my granny. And one was for my uncle’s wife.

In two days it will be International Women’s Day, so I told them this is my small gift to celebrate it.

I love this holiday because it doesn’t divide women into categories. It simply celebrates women.

Crocus haiku

 

Side by side we grow,
like two crocuses in the sun—
enough, just us two. 

💜💜