I always thought that a white picket fence and a "Happily Ever After" was my destiny.
After all, its what I knew about life as a child, having been sheltered and adored by
my parents.The suburban dream I assumed, would just simply transfer itself into my life and continue taking great care of me. I adored my Mom, and always hoped I would be the perfect wife
and mother just like her - my husband would be a copy of my Father with his hard work,
dedication and undeniable love for his family. I felt cherished and loved. What a blessing to
have had such a wonderous childhood - I can never thank them enough for giving me a home
so full of love and laughter.