Sobering

On a day when I feel a strong urge to have kids, of all things, I hear of an attempted suicide of one of my relatives.*  It strengthened the urge, yet I feel a little frightened of something.

Can't pin-point it.  Maybe it's a fear of desperation that could drive one to leave a fiance, a child...desperation that could make one believe that that's somehow better for everybody.  

Possibly a fear that the capacity for that feeling is in all of us, including me.  Or a fear that maybe there's someone I'm not paying enough attention to who could be gone tomorrow.  

Silly thoughts, but thoughts nonetheless.

*Leigh- relative is on the other side of my family.