Monday, December 20, 2010

You can still talk about children around me.

Hey you - you can still talk about having kids around me! And you - you can still talk about trying to get pregnant in my presence! And you - please keep telling me about your doctor visits I love living vicariously through you!

And you, especially YOU...please ask my husband how he is doing. And you, over there, who doesn't like me, please still talk to him, he needs to know people care too.

And you - don't be afraid to talk to me or ask me questions. I'm fine with everything and frankly, it would be nice to know you cared.

That's all for now.

1 comment:

  1. There was a single guy in Arby's. He looked tired, weary, and a bit saddened. The couple in front of him had just ordered and were waiting. A little girl popped out from behind the dad's leg. The man's expressioned changed. He smiled. The little girl smiled back, and you could see in the man's strained smile a hope. I am that single guy. I don't have kids. I thought, "that's what we fight for." Everyday. And I understand.