The Price of Bypassing Motherhood
“You chose not to have children?”
“So…you don’t like kids?”
“What do you talk to your husband about?”
“Is there something wrong with you physically?”
“Being a parent requires an enormous heart — not everyone’s cut out for it.”
“What on earth do you do with all your free time?”
“I used to be selfish too — then I became a mom.”
“You’ll change your mind.”
“I can’t imagine worrying only about myself.”
“You’ll never look at the world the same again.”
“What a lavish lifestyle you must lead with all the money you’re saving.”
“Who’s going to take care of you when you’re old?”
“I can’t fathom missing out on a child’s unconditional love.”
“My children are my — everything.”
“Maybe it’s the mother in me, but I care more about our planet than ever before.”
“You don’t know true love until you hold a child in your arms.”
“I never knew I could love something this much!”
“Do you have nieces, nephews — a pet at least??”
“You wouldn’t understand — you’re not a parent.”
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It’s true
I chose to bypass motherhood
Or maybe it was fate
Either way
I’m extremely well versed in what some believe I’m missing
And yet
The undistracted affection I’m able to give my soulmate
(a man who grew up motherless and fearful he’d never find genuine, lasting love)
Feels good and right and true
Like I’m pointed in the precise direction I was meant to go all along…
But going against the norm makes me an anomaly
Or — more truthfully — a permanent outsider
Swiftly discounted for failing to follow life’s greater purpose
My choice sparks conflicting emotions
Pity, concern, envy
Conclusions drawn in hushed whispers
(the poor, unfulfilled, self-centered prima donna — is she really taking another vacation?)
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Whether spun of carefully weighed risks
Or faith-laden leaps
We all weave unpredictable tales
If your journey has brought more than the occasional misstep
Perhaps a blindsiding detour or two
Stay strong
You may feel as if you’re traversing a deserted road
One you never imagined you’d be navigating
But others have survived these challenging curves
Growing more resilient around each bend
Breathe deeply
You’re not alone
I see your light
Can you see mine? 💕
LUGGAGE Lady 
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