After a long afternoon, after a hard day of a long week, I sat down at the repast following my grandfather's funeral next to a woman holding her beautiful baby son. I had seen her beautiful daughter and complimented her on her beautiful children and how well they behaved. She thanked me and slowly the conversation turned to the wonder of children and the work associated with them.
As the conversation went on, she expressed how difficult it would be to raise kids without the help of her husband. She asked if I had any children, and I explained that I was single and never wanted to be a single parent and since I was just a few years short of 40 that I figured it might never happen. She expressed surprise at my age and then asked if I never had children, who did I expect to take care of me when I was old.
So as it turns out, it's not enough that I'm single, and childless, now I get to worry about that fact that there won't be anyone to take care of me in my old age. Thanks lady.
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