Let me tell you the story of my life. I am a 35 year old Black woman who has never been married, is currently single (with no promising prospects), and has no children. There you go; apparently that’s it. People no longer recognize or applaud my life, but instead remind me my childbearing years are dwindling. Maybe people think I missed that day in sex education. Maybe people think reminding me will make me run out and get pregnant. I am being shamed, for what I thought, was a responsible adult. I practiced safe sex with the goal of not getting pregnant by a man who I could not see my life with. I’m learning that rule only applies when you’re in your early 20s. In response to everyone’s concern, I decided I owed my ovaries and ova an apology for the years lost.
Dear Ovaries and Ova, I apologize…
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I’ve never wanted children of my own, my first wife has two boys, and was no longer able to have any. * I saw the condition of the world and couldn’t bring any children into it* My second (and current) wife has 5 children, with two still living at home (autistic/aspergers). When my wife’s eldest daughter died, recently (in January) we had the opportunity to try and get custody of her child (our granddaughter).
We love our granddaughter, and while I still feel the same (about bringing children (my own) into this world), my granddaughter is here and she deserves the best I can give – WE – can give her.
I’ve got no ovaries or ova, but just thought I’d share a bit of my story.
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