Every so often the topic of children comes up. I have always known physically I shouldn't carry my own child. I learned what surrogacy was when I was young and I always said I would have a child that way.
I've thought about it more in depth lately. I am in no rush to have a child by any means right now but in a weird way I have thought "God forbid what if I died before my parents." I in an odd way, I want them and Mac too to have something of me in there life. Is it weird for me to have the thought of something more then just old memories on papers, and things but an actual life that has apart of me in them to have for the rest of there lives.