Saturday, October 23, 2010

I'm happy for you... Really

There's that scene in "Julie and Julia" where Julia gets the letter from her sister, saying she is pregnant. Then she cries.

I get that.

And I hate it.

When I find out an old friend is pregnant or had a baby, I cry and get mad and angry. I'm happy for them. But disappointed with the universe for letting me down.

I may never have children. And given my increasing age, I should stop wanting them, as risks to their health increase.

But logic doesn't heal a broken heart.

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