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Assaulted by conventional thinking
6 months ago
Take care of your friends.
Taking my grandson to urgent care I found myself assaulted by conventional thinking. A young couple came in, obviously in love, and the girl asked the nurse about returning to work. From that conversation I learned that the girl is pregnant and dealing with a neuralgic issue.
When the young couple left an elderly couple to my left began complaining about how they didn’t know what was coming and what a tragedy it was for young people to have children. When they were finished, I chatted with them for a short while and learned that they have no children of their own.
I have children, and I have been a single parent. Yes, it was hard, and they still drive me nuts. We are never prepared for the reality of children but when all is said and done, I am better for having them in my life. I miss them now that they have their own lives. I would do it again. I would have children now if I could.
Who are they, a childless couple, to condemn two young people for having children?
I suppose they irritate me because they remind me of people who condemn passion as sinful. I will be too old and infirm to endure passion soon enough. I have let too much time slide by without passion because I listened to people unwilling to live the way they told me to live, AND I CAN’T GET IT BACK! I feel assaulted and robbed by that kind of thinking.
Every time I make some progress it is a struggle, but I am better off for it. That getting out there and living life sometimes exposes me to social push back, is just part of the deal.
When I am met with scorn or worse I may want to lash out but that makes me one of “those people,” and lashing out is not my style. If I smile and take it, I become a “safe one of those people.” Not much better. But with the second option we can talk get to know each other and maybe I can be just a person.
When the young couple left an elderly couple to my left began complaining about how they didn’t know what was coming and what a tragedy it was for young people to have children. When they were finished, I chatted with them for a short while and learned that they have no children of their own.
I have children, and I have been a single parent. Yes, it was hard, and they still drive me nuts. We are never prepared for the reality of children but when all is said and done, I am better for having them in my life. I miss them now that they have their own lives. I would do it again. I would have children now if I could.
Who are they, a childless couple, to condemn two young people for having children?
I suppose they irritate me because they remind me of people who condemn passion as sinful. I will be too old and infirm to endure passion soon enough. I have let too much time slide by without passion because I listened to people unwilling to live the way they told me to live, AND I CAN’T GET IT BACK! I feel assaulted and robbed by that kind of thinking.
Every time I make some progress it is a struggle, but I am better off for it. That getting out there and living life sometimes exposes me to social push back, is just part of the deal.
When I am met with scorn or worse I may want to lash out but that makes me one of “those people,” and lashing out is not my style. If I smile and take it, I become a “safe one of those people.” Not much better. But with the second option we can talk get to know each other and maybe I can be just a person.
