Friday, March 2, 2012
It Takes Guts
The guy, who seemed very nice, after he started the filling process, came to my window and very kindly asked, "Do you have a T.V.?"
"Yes," I replied thinking he was going to tell me about some great show he'd seen or something, "Why?"
"Well, because you've got three rug rats in the back there and one in the oven? Thought you might just not have a T.V."
This guy kept his kind demeanor as he advised me on how not to have children. He explained the joys and benefits of vasectomies. He, in the kindest way possible, told me I was an idiot, took my money and sent me on my way.
Now, I was raised in a house that wasn't without contention, so I can be pretty quick with a comeback when called upon, but in this particular case, I left flabbergasted. I didn't have a comeback. I was in shock. Did this complete stranger really just brow beat me to my face, and I just sat there and TOOK IT?! So unlike me.
I turned down a couple of streets and the comeback occurred to me, and I was kicking myself for not saying it: "I'll bet your parents wish they'd've known about all of this before you were born."
I think, looking back, that it was a bit of a tender mercy that I kept my mouth shut that day.
Coming back to present day....
I was talking to a good friend on the phone yesterday. She shared that she had been listening to a woman on the radio that afternoon. The woman was expounding the virtues of not having children. Why in the world would anyone want to have children? WHAT?!
Is that what we've come to? What would my life be like without its greatest joys? What would I be like?
I guess as I ponder this today, I only have one thing to say about it all....
I just hope that my children have the GUTS to live in this society, as a husband and a wife, and have as many children as they want to have, and that they, in this society, have the GUTS to raise their children themselves in their own homes in the best way they know how--that those children will be a benefit to whatever society they live in and that the world will be a better place because they are in it and because they had my children as their parents.
I've been told that by not working outside of the home, I "don't contribute." Oh puhleeeze! There's got to be an argument against my staying home and raising my children better than that one. My sacrifices are my contributions. This life isn't all about me. It's about what I sacrifice for the good of others. That's what makes me who I am. That's why I'm alive.
birth rate in Japan is 7.31 per 1,000 people, and it's dropping every year. They are a dying society.
The Japanese culture is astounding. I would hope that every American would have the chance to experience the Japanese way of life--caring for your family, the sense of community, the caring for others and the sense of honor and putting others before yourself. We can only hope that those numbers will rise again.
So, this woman on the radio, is this what she wants for us? Our extinction?
Yes, raising children isn't a walk in the park. It's more like a climb up a very rocky, treacherous mountain. I don't know about you, but a walk in the park is nice, but a climb up a mountain is life altering. As the days go on, it seems like climbing this mountain takes more and more guts.
I honestly wonder what the gas station attendant would think of me now. So, I guess for now and forever more, my answer will be, "Fill it up with regular, please, and no, I don't own a T.V. (any more)." I only hope my children will have the guts to do the same.