Tuesday, December 07, 2010

belated thanks

I was in bed for November, quite literally (so was Rigby). Finally after a year of struggling it all caught up with me and my body just quit on me. I had a lot of time to think. I wish I could say I was counting my blessings cause I wasn’t. I was thinking about where I fit in and maybe more accurately that I don’t fit in anymore.

As my friends have started to get married and have kids, I find myself the odd one out. These are the best years of their lives, there is nothing more rewarding than being a parent, they never knew love till they looked in the eyes of their children. Clichés. But is it true? Do I not know what love is? If I end up without kids, by choice or by nature, am I unfulfilled?

Well I am happy. I like my little life, in my little house, with my cats, and my husband. I like things the way they are. I truly have everything I ever wanted:
a house with no moves in the foreseeable future
a job where I don’t sweat or push a cart and get as many potty breaks as I want
happy, healthy kitties with little wet noses
David at home every night.

I’ve had a crummy six months but I’m still happy. When David and I talk about the future we are excited.

If that isn’t a blessing I don’t know what is.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, Analee,
I watched all my friends have babies for a long time too. But somehow it all evened out. You sound like a pretty thankful girl to me, and that's a good thing. Being thankful enables you to love, and that's the most important thing,
Tia kay

Leah said...

Having this time just you and David is priceless! You never can go back to just the 2 of you. AND remember Michael and I waited 5 years before kids. Best thing we did! Children do show you a different kind of love, but they do not define love. Jesus defines love.

K Cummings Pipes said...

No kids. Still happy. Wanted kids; didn't get any. Still happy. Now glad I didn't have any kids because I've enjoyed freedom (and $$) to be and do what I want. Still happy. My David & I enjoy our life and have grown as lovers in a way our friends with children have not. (The reverse is also true.) It's a good thing to love and be grateful for our "little" lives.