I went to a store today and cut through the home wares department. Walked past sheets and pillows and dishes and small appliances and laundry baskets. Everything that one needs to make a home. I thought about how nice it would be to set up a home.
I came home and I clicked on a picture someone I follow posted... it was his baby girl. I almost immediately started to cry. I would love to have children some day, but I am not sure that it is possible.
I have moved about a dozen times in my life, the longest I have ever spent in one place is 8.5 yrs... from birth. I have never really felt like I had a home ~ a true home. That is something I have longed for all of my life.
Even though I am a woman of age and living in an advanced society where women can do pretty much everything, I want nothing more then to have a home and to care for it and my loved ones. I would very much enjoy being "Donna Reed", even though I am all for equal rights and the such, I am truly happy in the kitchen, barefoot. I want it all ~ the white picket fence; the 1.3 kids; the dog; all of it.
Unfortunately this will not happen for me anytime soon no matter how much I want it to and how hard I try. Some major things need to be resolved and then I need to walk away from everything.
Until that happens I dream of the White Picket Fence.....
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