tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13399254.post6976129317408124378..comments2024-02-14T11:04:27.663-05:00Comments on Free and Responsible Search: Other People's KidsDoug Muderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04666144843949850394noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13399254.post-46317926731053367962010-04-08T14:00:09.215-04:002010-04-08T14:00:09.215-04:00I just read your article and essay and they are tr...I just read your article and essay and they are tremendous food for thought. I'm at a point in life where I need to think this through myself. Thanks for posting!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11320601087412404116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13399254.post-80928600628537606142009-05-11T21:56:00.000-04:002009-05-11T21:56:00.000-04:00I'm glad I finally took the time to read your arti...I'm glad I finally took the time to read your article! I think that the choice to have children is like so many other choices we make. There are pros and cons, whether you are dealing with jobs, locations, lovers... Often, there is no right or wrong decision, there is just dealing with the repercussions of those decisions, good and bad. <br />As for myself, I still believe I could have been perfectly fine had things occurred differently and we hadn't decided to have kids. I love the little buggers, but I certainly don't think parenthood is a prerequisite for happiness.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14966846772872178618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13399254.post-74184467423382395472009-05-11T20:41:00.000-04:002009-05-11T20:41:00.000-04:00Thanks for that article. I found it very interest...Thanks for that article. I found it very interesting. <br />My story is very different from yours. I decided when I was two that I didn't want to have any children. I never changed my mind. When I finally got married for the first time at the age of 48 (ok, it was a week before 49...), I married someone with two boys, 6 and 7, and joint custody. They're 17 and 18 now. I love the boys and am pretty involved in their lives, but I still would rather have had no kids. Our best friends have a little girl who's two. I try to have a relationship with her, but the truth is, I don't much like the company of kids. All the cute little things that most people think are so much fun, I mostly experience as painful. I hated being a kid myself, and haven't forgotten. It mystifies me that people can look at kids and think that childhood is a happy time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com