well, it´s your mother´s day, it´s easy to get sentimental (for diferent reasons) on this day and I guess it also runs for men, no problem!

was thinking of a poem called tinker jack, I was thinking about the willing domesticity of sylvia plath, I was thinking of her as a proto-feminist, tucking her babies in bed and then putting towels under the doors their bedroom to seal them so the gas from the stove would not seep in.
and I thought about a friend who had a child because she was feeling pressured into it by her mother who wanted grandchildren.
sad stories ... but it sounds as if they did the best they could at that moment, who knows?.
The idea of being a mother was appealing to me when I wasn´t anymore so involved in being a daughter more or less at 32 and I met a guy that I thought & felt it was perfect as the father, but he had other plans (refering to have a baby among other things) so some good times and bye, bye. The guys I met after that were not appealing for me (menos at the point to have a baby or a family with them!).
And yeah, the fact of not have kids anymore is sometimes shaky & dizzy ... if you still have the possibility -even though you don´t have concrete plans at the moment- it gives you some some kind of expansive feeling ... when that it´s becoming not possible anymore it feels old in a particular way. I´m now knowing this.... You guys are lucky to have a plus of unconscious time ...


gracias for the flower!
