I have no kids.
Looking back on it, I see that my childlessness resulted from a combination of circumstances and nature – but also some unfortunate decisions on my part. Or rather, the lack of decision. Sometime inaction turns into a decision in itself.
Last year I published an essay that I had written fourteen years earlier, “Not Having Children.” It resonated with many women, and I was lucky enough to have The Huffington Post translate it into French and Spanish, and so I was able to share my experience with more women than I had ever imagined.
I have a happy life, though, and – except for that very big one – few regrets.
So this may be a rather serious post, but it is not a sad one.
It is irritating – and unfair – that because of my childlessness, I am also considered excluded from…
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