I grew up in the 80's with awesome movies and music. It ruined my expectations of what relationships are supposed to be - and then my own experiences and disapointments stepped in as the icing on the cake. I've never wanted to own my own business, i never really cared what i did for work as long as it paid the bills and I have no burning passions so create anything specific. I've been very blase most of my life with anything other than romance and love. I wanted a family. I wanted the white picket fence and early retirement so i could help with my grandchildren. I wanted a vacation every year to somewhere new and i wanted time to read. I wanted to ride on a motorcycle sometimes and i wanted a man who loved me as much as i loved him. Ride or die. I wanted friends to celebrate and share life with. Thats the dream. That was my happy life that i was shooting for. I got the family, and the best thing i ever did was give birth to two human...
Ramblings of a 50something woman