I showed dh & he said, "Why is this even an issue?? NO!"
I agree... I know we're both old-school (and maybe just plain old, lol), but seriously??
What do you think?
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I showed dh & he said, "Why is this even an issue?? NO!"
I agree... I know we're both old-school (and maybe just plain old, lol), but seriously??
What do you think?
You can find more of this week's #MicroblogMondays posts here.
There's an extended lunch scene in a restaurant in Chapter 55, involving talk of murder and a hapless waiter with a bread basket that had me in stitches. And there's the hint of future crossovers with that other Osman series in the Epilogue that made me smile. And look forward impatiently for the next books in (both) these series.
If I had one quibble about the book (and Osman's writing in general), it's that he sometimes stuffs the pages with long, rambling introspective passages inside the minds of his characters (both major and minor) -- which may or may not be relevant to the plot. But this is also part of the charm that makes his books what they are.
Bring on the next Osman book (soon, please!).
4.5 stars on StoryGraph, rounded up to 5 on Goodreads.
This was Book #30 read to date in 2026 (and Book #1 finished in October), bringing me to 75% of my 2026 Goodreads Reading Challenge goal of 40 books. I am currently back on track to meet my goal! You can find reviews of all my books read to date in 2026 tagged as "2026 books."
Right now...*
*(A (mostly) monthly series/meme. Explanation of how this started & my inspirations in my first "Right now" post, here. Also my first (similar) "The Current" post, here.)
September was pretty quiet, with nothing much special going on. (How is it already October?) The weather was very hot, early on (with a really wild storm one afternoon that had me taking cover in the walk-in closet, as hail pounded against our windows!), but it's cooled off nicely (happily, not TOO much yet!).
Some of the things I/we did this month include:
My Facebook feed and our family WhatsApp group were flooded with birthday wishes for this young man over the weekend. We're not very close to this cousin & his family, but we see them at family gatherings once or twice a year, and he's in my social media feeds. I've watched this boy grow up — he's a nice kid, has a good job and a condo in the city, and his parents are justly proud of him.
But — I could not bring myself to join the others and wish him a happy birthday. It's such a simple, perfunctory gesture -- but I just couldn't do it. I'm sure no one noticed my absence from the flood of birthday greetings -- but I still felt kind of small and petty, just the same.
Anyone else have a "shadow child" in their life who's the same age yours would have been (or close)?
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I found this HORRIBLY distracting and wince-inducing (not to mention jaw-dropping...!) -- and I'm 25 years out from my last fertility treatment. I can't imagine someone just new to childlessness -- perhaps fresh off their last fertility treatment, or a miscarriage that proved to the final straw in their ttc journey -- being able to sit through that! I mean, seriously??
That said, here's the link, if you'd like to watch!
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The focus of Day Seven of World Childless Week 2026 (ADD LINK) (as it usually is for the final day of WCW) is "Moving Forwards." (Parts of this post are based on my previous "World Childless Week: Moving Forwards" posts.)
From the website description:
What is moving forwards for you? Is it a giant change of direction emotionally and mentally or small little changes you didn’t even notice taking place? You may still have moments of feeling life is at a standstill but on reflection feel different inside. If your grief has changed, what has created those changes and how does it make you feel?
Does each day now bring you NEW OPPORTUNITIES, smiles and laughter?
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The passage of time (25+ years!!) since I left fertility treatments, and looking back on certain milestones will often bring a shock of recognition of how things have changed, how far I've come and how differently I feel now than I did then. (One advantage of getting older is that fewer and fewer people ask and hint and prod you about pregnancy plans and children... although eventually, you start getting questions about how many grandchildren you have instead...!)
I think back to one particular incident, at Christmastime, a few years after we had thrown in the towel on infertility treatments, which showed me that perhaps I was further down the road of acceptance than I had realized. I wrote about it here.
Another measure of progress would be my increasing ability/willingness to enter a Baby Gap (or other baby/kids' clothing) store. (And, dare I say, to even enjoy it??) Once, it was a source of pain, to be avoided. I eventually did get to the point where I could go in to buy a baby shower gift (even if was often just a gift card...!). These days, I love to go there (and other children's wear stores) to shop for our three great-niblings -- albeit the little girls' racks in particular still give me occasional pangs...
There are probably other markers of progress that I've written about over the years, although I can't recall any other specific posts to share here with you right now.
One thing I remember from our pregnancy loss support group days is that you never realized just how far you'd come down this road less travelled -- until someone new arrived, fresh and raw in their own grief. I still see that to some extent today, when I'm on Zoom chats with a group of childless women that includes a newcomer(s), or when I read social media posts and responses from younger women who are new to the stunning realization that they will not have the children they assumed they would have.
My life today is very different from the life I once imagined I would be leading. I will never stop missing my daughter, and wondering about that other life I might have had, that once seemed within my grasp...
But even so, all things considered? I have a pretty damn good life. I don't think it's better or worse than the life I might have led, if I'd had children. It's just different. It's a good life, on its own merits. And I'm not going to pretend otherwise, or apologize for it. I didn't get a "rainbow baby," but I think I've found rainbows in my life in other ways. The strong relationship I have with my husband, closer relationships we've forged with our nephews and now their children (closer than if we'd had our own kids & grandkids to focus on, I'm sure), the ability to retire early (after I got dumped by the company I'd served faithfully for 28 years...!), a nice home, occasional travel, mornings that I get to sleep in, freedom and flexibility in other ways... I consider all these things and more the "silver linings" in the dark cloud of pregnancy loss, infertility, involuntary childlessness and grief that shadowed my life for so many years.
I think I've earned them.
Check out today's content on the Day 7 page of the WCW site, including community members' contributions, and FIVE free, live webinars related to this subject, including ones about grieving the dream and navigating a way forward, creative tools, finding purpose beyond parenthood, what's changed, and reflecting on the past to help us move into the future. They will be recorded and the links will be posted later on the Day Seven page and WCW YouTube channel for anyone who cannot watch live.
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