Where The Wild Things Are!

I feel a little like I am living inside the book.  My world isn’t exactly how I pictured it and sometimes I have to wonder if I have just dreamed it all up.  I am not saying in anyway that my life is bad.  I wouldn’t trade my hubby or kids for anything.  They are awesome.  I just often wonder why I get to be happy and others struggle to find it.  Then I have to questions what is happiness anyway. 

I know that happiness certainly is subjective and I certainly have to admit that overall I am happy but there are certain aspects of my life that I couldn’t be more unhappy with.  But I have the things that are important–health, love, family and a home.  After a night out with friends, I have a wonderful husband waiting for me at home.  I know that not everyone is meant to be a family person nor is everyone destined to be married.  But what about those who want it so badly.   Don’t they deserve the happiness that I never thought I wanted and certainly never looked for.  My world and where I have ended up seems like a fantasy that I created just like the little boy in Where the Wild Things Are! which was one of my favorite books and still is a favorite kid’s book of mine. 

I don’t know how I got here exactly but I am glad that I did.  I wish there was a recipe as I have friends who long to have the happiness (husband, family, home) that I do and I feel sad that I can’t help them get there.  I am lucky and I need to remind myself of that often.  I am lucky to have all that I have.  I am lucky the wild things found me. 

3 thoughts on “Where The Wild Things Are!

  1. I think about this all time — for I too have a few single friends that are longing for marriage and family too — and it kills me not to be able to help.

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  2. I think it is a human tendency for the grass to always be greener.

    I am single. It would be nice to have a Mr. Wonderful but I don’t; and I feel really good about many aspects of being single:

    -I don’t have to compromise or explain about what I want to do, or buy, where I want to live, or who, or where, or when I want to adopt. The choice of a special needs child is my decision I don’t need to get anyone else on board.

    -I feel a lot of accomplishment in being the sole bread winner, the parent, and homemaker. I save all year long to send her to a really good private school and it’s a thrill to pull that off every year.

    -I like making all the decisions about my child.

    -I never have to feel bitter that someone is not pulling their weight, I never have to nag because it is all me.

    -I have a very nice long term boyfriend. Once a week we go to a museum opening, a movie, the symphony, a play; and then he goes home and I can get back to my world.

    -I spend every evening with my somewhat ancient mom. I really love my mom. If I were married I would feel I should be home with my husband.

    -I don’t have to cook, wash, clean or straighten up every day unless I feel like it. If I were married I would feel guilt, even misplaced I would feel guilt.

    -If I find a stray dog or cat I just bring it home. I don’t have to talk anyone into keeping it.

    -I can bring home all the used books I want and stack them in my bedroom in huge piles.

    -Everyone’s world is fragile and a step away from some abyss; but I feel great I work every day at a challenging job, I managed to do a very difficult adoption, pay for all of it myself, and I got such a wonderful child.

    -My child is a delight. If I could I would be a stay at home mom, but I don’t have that choice. The bottom line is she seems to be very happy, she is doing well, healthy, she loves me.

    -I can think of no one I know whose husband I would want to be married to. Many are great guys, but I would not want them around 24/7

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