Wow, deep question.
Hmm, okay, so I'm about four years away from "expiry" myself and really not sure about the whole kid question.
Was a form of surrogate parent to my siblings growing up, through some serious thick and thin, so maybe that was enough for me.
Also not sure if I'll ever be able to bring myself to trust a tolerable sort of guy to actually stick around when the going gets rough, which
the going has been known to do sometimes.
Stranger things have happened, I guess. Never know. Maybe I'll freeze some eggs. hahahahahaha
Or maybe I'll just give up the ghost for good and get on with my life.
I don't know. I've been out of the dubs for nearly 9 years now. I guess if kids were my number one priority maybe I would have jumped the first really likable guy to come along and wow me into ... making some. But I didn't. (I'm self-controlled like that ... and sane ... oh, and way too distracted by math ... which could be my downfall yet. It just stuns me to no end when good things threaten to happen to me. I'm like, what are the freakin' odds?! It's quite distracting. And usually by the time I overcome the shock the threat has moved on to pick on someone else. LOL)
I read my horoscope recently and it said "you've been questioning your purpose lately, won't you be surprised when the answer is to 'have fun'." With everything I've been through in life, that may well be the way to go. What that means in practical terms remains a mystery to me.
Who knows.
If there's one thing I've learned so far in life, though, it's that we never really know what's right around the never corner ... um, I meant to say the next corner. I could delete that, but I'm leaving it in 'cause it's kind of a cool freudian slip. lol
Don't get me wrong, I love kids. Love 'em. The bro I helped raise watches me with his own kids and can't figure out for the life of him why I've never actually had any. Being part of the 'village it takes' has it's upsides though (and it's downsides too). But "mine" have grown up and built happy lives and have kids of their own and as I sit here in my own empty nest, I ponder how much sincere convincing it would take to get me to risk going another full round. Love can be pretty convincing. Especially if it sneaks up on you when your calculator isn't on. *sigh*
Regrets you ask? I dunno. Every good, bad, and miserable thing I've ever experienced has in some way or another brought depth and colour and richness and beauty and fulfillment and amazement and strength to my life.
Kind of hard to regret any of it.