In my days we married much too young, compared to the age those of today marry. Many were not ready to become a wife to a man, we hardly knew how to take care of ourselves. I admit to being one of those who turned away many good men, because I did not know better.
I was hardly out of high school when I got engaged, then married and a year after had my first child. But those were the days where men worked and women took care of the house and the children. At the time, it all looked great. Owning a home was the goal that I had always wanted. I was raised in an apartment, as were most in those years and looked forward to living in my own house.
It was great for a while, everything was fun, we went camping, along with the children when they came along. Life was as it always was meant to be until….my husband died – much too young.
Then it happened. I sat down, one day to think. All the things that I always wanted to do, was not available to me back then. I took the time to figure it all out and came to the conclusion that what, I had always wanted out of life was now within reach. I set out to do it and I finally lived the things that were up to now merely a dream. I returned to college and then it opened up all doors of doing everything I always wanted to do, but never did!
It was my time now!