Nothing like a high school reunion to make you evaluate where you are in your life. 10 years ago, I saw myself satisfied with my job, happily married and with 1 or two rugrats. One out of three ain't bad, huh?
Yesterday was my god-son's fourth birthday. Do you know what it's like to be in a room with all these couples, all with their perfect two-sets, boy and girl? Blech. Makes me wonder what the hell I did wrong in my prior life. And I know it's irrational to think that way, but I just get curious sometimes as to why I won this horrific lottery, while most people my age just wander through their lives, blissfully unaware of what could befall them. Yes, this is the "blinders" approach to life, as I'm sure I'm hardly the only person to suffer hardship, but it definitely feels that way sometimes.