eat, pray, love and then eat more…
when i was 28 years old, a lot of my friends became mothers. i wondered why my maternal instincts have not arrived yet. at 31 going on 32, i am absolutely certain that they have totally eluded me.
i am sick and tired of explaining to people what i think about motherhood. these days, i just tell them – we can’t seem to have kids and then they look at me with sad puppy dog eyes and drop all questions. thank god for that!
we watched eat, pray, love. i didn’t read the book because i thought it would be a chick book and i don’t like that type of books. i was wrong and my god, is there is better actress than ms. roberts? of course not. she is one of the best there is.
after the movie my husband asked me – do you think one day, you will walk out and tell me this is not the life you want?
here is the thing – for the longest time, the idea of marriage never sank well with me. i don’t like what the institution represents, i think monogamy is a lie, i don’t want kids and still still do not want them. i did not marry him for the sake of being married. i married someone i want to be with and not care about the status quo. even without the reaffirmation of being legally married, i would still be with him. that is the difference.
i was with my best friend and we were looking at someone facebook’s profile. she said something that made me went – blink!! she said, ” f*** i cannot stand these people who based their entire existence based on peoples’ perception of them. man, she has a way with words.
that is exactly it. why do we always talk about soul searching? why is it that we have ticked off all the boxes that society asked us to – college degree, good job, get married, get a dog, and yet we are still searching? we have become detached from the person that we are and born to be. will we ever go back to finding that person again? i am trying to.
lately there has been this crazy debate in hong kong about the son of property developer henderson becoming a single father to triplets born with the help of a surrogate.
the pervading theme of this debate is that these kids will not grow up in a healthy family environment?
what is healthy? what is normal?
both my best friend and i didn’t come from what most people would consider normal households but this is only life we know, please don’t give it any labels. it is what it is.