Contemplations
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I just realized that I can make an entry here that can't be seen by everyone. I never was one for spending much time online as a young man, so I don't always know about these things.
Spring and summer feel a bit lonely here at the embassy, as I can't help but think of home--the lit fountains in the capital that shine all night in in the summer: green and gold, with the odd flare of beautiful pink hue. The warm weather always makes me miss my friends and family, perhaps because it puts me in mind of the Cohdopian summers of my youth.
Mr. Alba's recent news about his great-grandchild was wonderful, and I'm happy for him, but I can't help but think about how that day will most likely never come for me. I don't believe everyone needs to have children, and I love my nieces and nephews dearly, but I won't deny that the thought that I don't have a son or daughter of my own does bring me a pang of regret. Not having children was ultimately my choice, for various reasons, including my beloved career, so perhaps it isn't right to complain. I suppose I should put more work into children's charities. That might help me to feel better.
However, my mood was certainly not improved this morning when I received an e-mail from back home suggesting that I look into some assertiveness training. I don't think I need any such thing. Do I? I suppose--if they think I do, perhaps they're right.
Does anyone have any advice on this matter? I'm not quite sure how to go about it. Assertiveness, I mean.
I just realized that I can make an entry here that can't be seen by everyone. I never was one for spending much time online as a young man, so I don't always know about these things.
Spring and summer feel a bit lonely here at the embassy, as I can't help but think of home--the lit fountains in the capital that shine all night in in the summer: green and gold, with the odd flare of beautiful pink hue. The warm weather always makes me miss my friends and family, perhaps because it puts me in mind of the Cohdopian summers of my youth.
Mr. Alba's recent news about his great-grandchild was wonderful, and I'm happy for him, but I can't help but think about how that day will most likely never come for me. I don't believe everyone needs to have children, and I love my nieces and nephews dearly, but I won't deny that the thought that I don't have a son or daughter of my own does bring me a pang of regret. Not having children was ultimately my choice, for various reasons, including my beloved career, so perhaps it isn't right to complain. I suppose I should put more work into children's charities. That might help me to feel better.
However, my mood was certainly not improved this morning when I received an e-mail from back home suggesting that I look into some assertiveness training. I don't think I need any such thing. Do I? I suppose--if they think I do, perhaps they're right.
Does anyone have any advice on this matter? I'm not quite sure how to go about it. Assertiveness, I mean.