Un-Regrettable---in every way

I went to a party tonight, and I was the only gay guy there....totally cool (not really)...

I was surrounded by a ton of straight people that were military drivin (hello holy uncomfortable---babies and husbands away at war---fuckin hate GB even more, but the alcohol was flowing and everything was all good).

I met a lot of very cool people, that I would entertain (hopefully), while their husbands were away (I can't imagine worrying about my sig other being away at war).

Babies and toddlers were only a stone's throw away, and if you knew me--- eeeeeeeeew). Until small arms wrapped around me in some unknown psychic way that really showed how much I loved children.

They are joy.

They are life.

They are unconditional love, wrapping their arms around you in bold-faced innocence.

I don't like children...LIE...they remind me that life is fleeting....LIE...They show that the world is beautiful...TRUE...because when you feel little arms around your neck, with a head on the shoulder...that is life...

Someone is holding you, in your arms...wanting to be near you, without any agenda or issues...wanting to be near you, for you. Holding all of their trust in you...without any expectations. It is overwhelming and wonderful. An experience that everyone should feel (maybe it would provide more humanity in this world) AND NEVER BE TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF.

They are the children...They are our life. They are tiny, and beautiful...

They are unscathed, unbothered (except by temper tantrums AND un-mercifully high-pitched temper tantrums), and they are the coming of the next generation , who I can't identify with, but I don't care...life is amazing...

And if you ever tell anyone I told you about this I'll have to state that I've never said such a thing ( I have a cool, gay rep you know)...

Always,

deutschmarc