This past week I have been reading the book “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing” by Marie Kondō. I have always been a minimalist and tried not to keep things I don’t need, but I knew I had some room for opportunity. As I was reading this book, I went back through some of my old stuff and ended up with three garbage bags full of items to discard!
As I was going through items that I was keeping, (like my old vacation scrapbooks that I made back when I used disposable cameras and developed pictures of my travels), I thought about how it would be cool to show these to someone someday. But then I kind of froze, thinking, oh yeah, because of my BPES I can’t have kids, and I don’t really see myself doing IVF or adopting, so who would I even show these pictures to?
I decided to keep them as happy memories for myself, but it got me thinking. People who have kids can pass stuff down to them, and tell them about their life and adventures. I won’t have anyone to do that with. It made me think that maybe instead of having a child to carry on my legacy, I should write a book about my life with BPES. I could just self-publish it on Amazon or something. And even if no one reads it, I would feel like I was passing on my wisdom, and my life lessons and adventures would mean something.