there are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
I was looking at the 20+ folders for the lawsuit being brought by the firm where I work, and thinking about how your life can so easily become about something that has nothing to do with your life. I wasn’t thinking about the lawyer who spends some nights on the couch in his office, because he’s too tired to drive home at 2 in the morning, but about the plaintiffs, living lives that had to do with their life, until one day carbon monoxide starting leaking into their apartments and the person who died maybe got off easier than the others who file in and out of our office, with strange health problems, and someone asking for the details of every medical visit they’ve ever had.
So it was no small surprise that when I was on a wine and mussel date with C last night, and we started talking about the agony and ecstasy (?) of having a child, that I was again reminded of how easily your life can become about something that has nothing to do with your life. I have heard, and this should I’m sure be taken with some salt, but what I heard was that 1/3 of parents “surveyed” said that if they could do it over again they might choose not to have children. Certainly not my parents, or yours, unless we’re in a room with more than three people, then maybe yours.
It’s not fate, just the decisions you make that change your life into something it wasn’t, and might never have been until now, when it is finally your life.