Those who are Catholic will be familiar with the reconciliation services that Catholic Churches often hold around the holidays-essentially, they bring in a group of priests who are all available to hear confession, and people go to confession. When I was around 12, my mother and I attended such a service right before Thanksgiving; it was at our own parish, so we knew a lot of the people there, and ended up waiting in line for confession with one of my friends and her mother, who at the time was very very pregnant.
My friend’s mother was the first of our group to go into the confessional. When she came out, she was in stitches laughing: my friend’s mother was only 30, and looked much younger than that. So, when the priest saw her, his immediate reaction was to look at her with total compassion: “Oh, honey”, he said. “Come here and tell me what happened.” He took one look at her and because she looked so young, he assumed that she was an unwed teenage mother. My friend’s mother told the priest that she was 30 years old, that she had been married for 12 years, and that this was her fifth child.
I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall in that room 🙂
A laffriot! But so sad for that priest, looking forward to hearing”what happened”!
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Lol 🙂 One of the happiest moments of my childhood was seeing my friend’s mom telling this story to my mom, and the way they were both laughing 🙂
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Sounds like the good padre was #MeToo before being #MeToo was kool.
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I know, right? That attitude was prevalent, though, among many people where I grew up even years ago. We knew a young woman who became a single mother at age 23; my mother was distraught when she learned of this: she looked at my father and I and shook her head, and asked, “What happened, on that one night when she just gave it all up?” My father and I both had to turn away because we couldn’t keep straight faces, and my mother wasn’t joking.
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Funny OP. Thanx.
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Thank you 🙂
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“My friend’s mother told the priest that she was 30 years old, that she had been married for 12 years, and that this was her fifth child.”
Just curious as to your opinion of an 18 yr old having five children in a row. Does this make sense for the kids? Kids are very expensive and time consuming (if you bring them up responsibly). The irony is that my prim Presbyterian family stopped at two but I often wished we were three or four because my parents were all over my brother and me like white on rice. To say that the “American work ethic” was an ingrained religion in my household is an understatement at best.
You know what? That worked because my parents had the time to rescue us from our wild adolescent impulses. (I still snuck some of those in there, but my parents often saved me from myself.)
What do you think JaC?
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Well, in the case of my friend’s mother, it turned out great: she and her husband have been very happily married for over 50 years now, they ended up having 7 children and all 7 of those kids turned out golden.
There are pros and cons to everything. There was only my brother and me: I totally agree that when there are fewer kids in the family, they get more parental attention. That can be both good and bad. In the case of my friend’s family, there wasn’t a lot of emphasis from the parents about work or responsibility: once my friend turned 16 and was old enough to work, she was simply told that if she wanted clothes and makeup and good shampoo, she would have to get a job and pay for those things herself, which she did. She also became fluent in Japanese, married at age 22, lived and worked in Japan for several years, and was accepted into graduate school at Yale: she didn’t actually go to Yale, but she was accepted there, and could have attended Yale if she had wanted to, or, to be more accurate, if she had been willing to go into a great deal of debt, which she wasn’t. She has been happily married for 28 years to the man she married at age 22. I could go on forever listing the friends and relatives I have who married as teenagers or practically teenagers and went on to have great lives and wonderful marriages.
I didn’t get married until age 36, and I am totally cool with people who don’t want to marry young or don’t want to marry at all, but I am also totally cool with people who marry young. One of the things I really really appreciate about my parents and my entire extended family is that they never pressured anyone to get married, or to not get married: if we wanted to marry as teenagers, that was great. If we waited until we were 40, that was great too, and if we never got married at all, that was great too; I think that people who feel that they have just not found the right person yet should not be pressured into getting married, but by the same token, if they feel that they really have found the right one, they shouldn’t be pressured into not getting married.
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Can I say Protestant work ethic without bringing down the wrath of hell all around me?
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Lol, yes 🙂
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Yes bringing down or yes not bringing down the wrath of hell all about me?
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Lol, I will not bring down the wrath of hell around you 🙂
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Cool dude, because I’ve been there and would prefer to avoid the experience at a future date.
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Lol 🙂 How could I bring down the wrath of hell on a guy who exfoliates? How could I do that? 🙂
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Some would and much worse given no provocation whatsoever.
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😦 You don’t deserve that 😦
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Nobody can seem to just let me be. Almost everyone, especially dudes, love to hate me at first site. The rest end up in my bed, God bless them.
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They don’t really hate you. They hate themselves.
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“One of the things I really really appreciate about my parents and my entire extended family is that they never pressured anyone to get married, or to not get married… ”
Same here. I was married at 34 and my mother shocked her world by marrying my 26 year old father when she was 30!
I didn’t mean to criticize young parents but I remember myself at 18 and that is truly the only standard by which I can measure.
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No worries 🙂 I remember what I was like at 18 as well, and I was in no way ready for marriage; interestingly, at age 17 I was dating a guy whom I am pretty sure I could have married. He was very much in love, and I found that very appealing: I seriously considered the possibility of marrying him-my parents absolutely loved him and would not have objected. So, the choice was totally up to me, and upon serious consideration, I knew that it would be very wrong to marry him, for lots of reasons-for all reasons, I ended up losing all interest in him and breaking up with him.
If I had married as a teenager, it would have been a disaster, but people can be radically different from each other. I know too many people who married young and had kids young and it all turned out great, so, who knows? 🙂
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I remember coming close to marriage at 24 and that would have been a disaster.
I agree that individuals are very different; I am cautious about life changing decisions so I chose to live with Mr. Wonderful (husband) for six years before walking down that aisle.
In terms of conservatism, I may have re-invented that term! 🙂
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You are married?!? Damn it to hell!
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Lol, my father popped the question to my mother and presented her with a diamond after only 6 weeks of dating; she said yes. Her older sister started screaming when my mother showed her the diamond later that night: “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU ARE GETTING INTO?!?!” she asked.
The absolute craziest thing I have ever heard is Warren Beatty and Annette Benning: they met, it was love at first sight, and an hour or two later they were so sure of their love that THEY DECIDED TO MAKE A BABY RIGHT THEN AND THERE, THAT NIGHT!!!!!! They succeeded in making a baby that night, and 30 years later, they are still together and going strong. Who knows? It takes all types to make the world go around. We need cautious people, and we also need at least a few people who are willing to throw caution to the wind 🙂 Like you, Liz, I was more on the cautious side 🙂
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Giggle. I think Warren Beatty may have been running out of “options” by that point. 🙂
Really enjoyed your post.
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Lol 🙂
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“They don’t really hate you. They hate themselves.”
What do you think? Because they can’t get laid?
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Yes, that may be part of it. I get the impression that incels like to tell themselves that men who succeed with women are evil-maybe incels think their own failure is a sign of goodness? And to be fair, some men who succeed with women are in fact evil, but you obviously aren’t. With you, the incel theory of life gets blown sky high, and they don’t like that, so they don’t like you.
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The incels on L2 call me evil personified. Why do you say I am ‘obviously’ not evil?
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Because you obviously aren’t 🙂 Evil men don’t usually sign up for the Marine Corps, I don’t think.
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Maybe instead of golf, I should write a self-help book titled: Why Assholes Can’t Get Laid
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That actually sounds like a really good book. I love the title: write it!
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Except it would be all about my conquests and seductions. Did I tell ya’ll the time some random chick introduced herself to me in the streets of Santiago, Chile then took me back to her flat where she proceeded to take advantage of me?
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It doesn’t have to be about your conquests and seductions, though: you could write as advice to other men. It would sell like hotcakes. I am half inclined to write it myself, if you don’t, the title is so awesome
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I think the stories of women seducing me would be of immense interest. Just sayen’ gf
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