I'm not as young as I used to be. I'd like to be, but... somewhere over the years I've looked up and better than half of my life has passed me by as I was taking care of my parents.
I would not be so unhappy about that if it were not something that I had looked up to discover right at the point where my chances of having children of my own are pretty much nil.
I'll never regret having taken care of my parents, but I will always wish that I had managed enough time while I was doing it to be able to have a family of my own. I know that my siblings scowl and scoff at me wanting to have had children, but I don't really care, it will always be my one regret in life.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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