I was married for five years, until my wife decided that she wanted children after all, and we reluctantly went our separate ways. We respected each other enough not to try to prevail upon the other; we also knew that if one succeeded in convincing the other, it would probably result in dissatisfaction with the life that one had been forced into, and animosity against the other. She has since remarried and is the happy, but busy, mother of two; and we are still good friends. I, too, have remarried, and my wife and I have a cat and three dogs. I guess people who can't have pets have kids (hey, just kidding!).

Sharon and I were able to find a compromise on every issue that arose -- whether it was which restaurant we would go to, which car we would buy, or where we would live. Unfortunately, the issue of children offers no compromise. One would have been too many for me, and none wouldn't have been enough for her.