I Have No Children

The Gene Pool Stops Here

Times were when I used to envy my married friends. But enough about my thirties. When I hit forty it was like, “What was I thinking?”

I’ve been told I would be a good father. Yeah, maybe when I cared. Now I’m selfish and jealous with my time. Life’s priorities have moved from, “I want to make time for someone,” to, “How much time is left?”

I do not live by a honey do list. It’s the, “If I don’t do it now, it won’t get done,” list.

I’m not complaining. Life is good. Life is exciting. I marvel at the timing of all going in my little world. What a blessing. Truly, my head spins at the possibilities.

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