It seems every year around Mother’s Day I get really touchy. It’s not as bad now as it used to be, but the reason for it is I was never a mother in this lifetime. At first it was a decision my husband and I made that our circumstances were too unsettled to bring somebody into the world who deserved stability. Then, one thing led to another, and we just never had children. Then, it was too late, and I was going through menopause and was too old.