This year has been one of my most emotionally challenging ones for me. The saying goes "Catastrophies come in threes.". I must say that I've met my quota even before the first quarter of this year ended.
However, nothing hurt the most than family calling us worthless simply because of the fact that we are unable to bear biological children of our own. Why is it such a curse? My husband and I have been living a simple, happy, contented and peaceful lives in the 21 years that we've been together. Sure, there were hurdles, some were larger than others but, we've managed to power through. We've been blessed with the life rich in experiences and love, even in the absence of children.
Why is it such a shame to be a childless couple?
Bundles of joy, don't just mean having children.
Bundles of joy can be experienced in countless ways.
I experience joy traveling with my husband.
I experience joy visiting beautiful churches, lighting candles, praying and giving thanks.
I experience joy trying out new things or reading something funny.
Giving, volunteering, spending an afternoon laughing with friends over a cup of coffee.
Cuddled in bed with my husband.
Celebrating milestones together.
I could go on and on about things, people and experiences that bring me joy.
Absence of children doesn't mean, absence of joy.
Joy and happiness can be derived from living a life of peace, contentment and simplicity.
Joy and happiness can be experienced by sharing your love and blessings to other children otherwise neglected by their own parents. Joy and love know no boundaries, it can be shared many times over, it is ever expanding. It is the beauty of being human. Our capacity to love is endless.
Yes, me and my husband will never have children. We have embraced that fact and we are at peace with that. So what? Deal with it.
We are happy, thank you very much.