There is a bravery in the community of people I know.
My armor is not always so strong.
Over the years, I have learned to smile, pull-in my reaction time, and slowly, yet surely answer the
brave rude questions hurled my way – when I am out in public. With my family.
Yes, we have a large family.
Yes, we drive a
large, huge van.
Yes, I know what causes this. Thank you for asking. Many times. Sometimes- Rudely.
The questions are becoming more frequent, and the voices more bold.
Is it the generation “thing?” Or maybe the lack of moral consciousness?
Many comments are positive, and our family has grown to be gracious with our answers.
Many people bless us and carry on polite and genuine conversations with our family…
Often commenting on the positive things they see, and the blessings of a large family.
But… If rude and personal comments were tracked – I would have High- Volume Stats!
“May I ask you a personal question?”
I guess this is where I go wrong. I could just say -” No, you cannot.”
But I have not learned the art of distasteful comments, and a sharp tongue.
Please tell me… “When it is someone else’s business if I am having more children?”
Or… If I use birth control, or ever plan to?
Do I feel that I am robbing my husband of his “life?”
Don’t I get tired of gaining and losing weight? ( Surely, you jest.)
Oh, yes.… And when you feel free to ask me to your home for Tea, with the sole purpose of teaching me ABOUT
birth-control- when I have 10 children and I am 41 years old –
Come on people! What in the world!
Yes, you have your opinion – and I respect that.
We know there is talk. A lot of it returns to us.
My response –
Don’t worry about it – We are raising ALL of these children, and God gave each and every one of them to us-
“If it’s not real life, then it’s not worth doing,”
– Ray Cirmo
Oh,,, By the way… ”
May I Ask… I wouldn’t ask YOU a personal question..”