Today I received a card from a friend I haven't heard from in months; in fact, the last actual mail I received from her was when she had a child and sent a birth announcement. (This in itself is reasonable - we live in the same city, we don't really need to mail letters to each other!) Looking at it, I felt certain I knew what was in it, as I couldn't think of any other reason she'd send me a card; she hasn't bothered to contact me in months, and I don't even see her at church anymore, so she must either have stopped going or started attending service at a different hour. I was certain that the card must be a "Baby X is having a birthday party!" invitation. Read: You've seen him maybe twice, but I want you to bring him a present!
When I opened it, however?
It was a birth announcement for another child! I felt... slightly bad for my uncharitable thoughts. :D (But also a bit baffled as to why she'd send me an announcement, when it seems clear to me that she has no real interest in socialising and I know she's aware that I'm not a baby person. Oh, well; at least it wasn't a baby shower invitation!)
It gave me this moment of "Wow, I just really do not get the attraction other people have to this concept", though - everybody seems to be nuts for the idea of reproducing, while I regard it with a sort of mild horror and distant disinterest.
(My mother, on the other hand? Is firmly in your mother's camp. I suspect she spends time dreaming up names for her nonexistent future grandchildren; I know she spends time praying I'll find a husband!)
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Today I received a card from a friend I haven't heard from in months; in fact, the last actual mail I received from her was when she had a child and sent a birth announcement. (This in itself is reasonable - we live in the same city, we don't really need to mail letters to each other!) Looking at it, I felt certain I knew what was in it, as I couldn't think of any other reason she'd send me a card; she hasn't bothered to contact me in months, and I don't even see her at church anymore, so she must either have stopped going or started attending service at a different hour. I was certain that the card must be a "Baby X is having a birthday party!" invitation.
Read: You've seen him maybe twice, but I want you to bring him a present!When I opened it, however?
It was a birth announcement for another child! I felt... slightly bad for my uncharitable thoughts. :D (But also a bit baffled as to why she'd send me an announcement, when it seems clear to me that she has no real interest in socialising and I know she's aware that I'm not a baby person. Oh, well; at least it wasn't a baby shower invitation!)
It gave me this moment of "Wow, I just really do not get the attraction other people have to this concept", though - everybody seems to be nuts for the idea of reproducing, while I regard it with a sort of mild horror and distant disinterest.
(My mother, on the other hand? Is firmly in your mother's camp. I suspect she spends time dreaming up names for her nonexistent future grandchildren; I know she spends time praying I'll find a husband!)