Making my way, every day;
Walking the road, bearing the load.
Making it a little, but not all alone;
Starting a life, getting it going.
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Just a man, pausing in his daily walk to ponder.
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Thursday, December 20, 2001
Well, it's baby time in my house this weekend - my stepsister, her husband and their baby are having Christmas with us (a bit early, of course). It's kind of funny having a baby nephew; he loves to play, and apparently really likes me - I don't tire as easily as his mother or grandparents, or something like that - but it still fells weird having a baby around. On one level, it makes me wish I was already all "grown up" and married and such, and had one of my own. At the same time, it makes me realize how UNREADY I am to be in the big leagues just yet. I mean, seriously, what do I know about raising a kid? Not much, not much at all. It makes me wonder why they just let everybody go out and have kids. There should be a test or something. But then again, it's nobody's business who has kids but the people having them - and they should know whether or not they're ready. But so many don't, and they ruin not only their own lives, but those of their children (and even their children's children, should they have them). I guess a not-so-subtle reminder of how big a responsibility a child is something everyone needs, but it doesn't do a THING for the ego. I shouldn't worry about it, I presume - I won't be having kids anytime soon (heck, I have to get less single to have to worry about that *chuckles*). It sure is fun to play with my nephew though . There's nothing like a baby to put one in the Christmas spirit!
11:11 PM
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