There are a lot of things that scare me in this world. It is, after all, a dangerous world, and I am, after all, a total wimp.
One fear has been hovering around my consciousness more than usual lately, though only by proxy. See, there seems to be a plague of fecundity in my immediate network, and I am suddenly surrounded by pregnant women. Three good friends, two co-workers, a few acquaintances, and a billion people on facebook. It’s normal and all, but what gets me is how calm they all are. I really don’t understand it. Because while I’m happy for them because they all seem to be happy, I am much more scared for them, because they don’t seem to have the sense to be scared for themselves. (I say that with love. No offense intended.) Continue reading
My One Precious Life 