When I was eight years old in 1948, one of my uncles (the only successful one and the only unmarried one) told me, “Look around you and what do you see? Your parents and all your aunts and uncles are poor. Notice also that all of them have children. There is a connection,” or words to that effect. I never forgot that lesson, and it, along with other factors, convinced me. I never gave fatherhood a second thought thereafter.
Today, while my siblings struggle financially, I’m doing just fine, thank you.
Oddly enough, the world struggled by without any of my children.
I am not saying that people don’t get pleasure out of their children, some more certainly do and it gives them enormous pleasure and a reason for living. Good for them. It’s a highly personal decision.
They weren’t poor, your uncle was.
“Today, while my siblings struggle financially, I’m doing just fine, thank you.”
Did you get to live in your “dream house”?