It gets old.

I guess I was admiring the tottering baby with too much interest.  The mother-in-law asked, "Do you have children of your own?"

The baby sipped her sippy cup while I considered my answer.  If I had my own, I thought, would you not have heard a story about it by now?  "No … no, not yet." The truth seemed most appropriate. 

"Well, not to worry.  There’s still lots of time left.  You have lots of time."

I wanted to hurt her with the entire sordid tale.  Instead, I pasted on a wide smile, hoping it resembled sincerity.  I forced the lump in my throat down down down where it would not catch on anything when I responded, "Yes, lots of time."

3 thoughts on “It gets old.

  1. Oh Leslie – I am sorry that you had to endure that. Some people just don’t think before they open their mouths. People who have not experience a situation just are not aware of how hurtful their innocent words can be.
    Thinking about you…

What do you think?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s