What would I do if money was not an issue?
First of all, I would spend time with my kids helping them to learn about whatever they wanted to learn about.
Last night I had the most horrible dream. I was on some kind of bike I think, peddling as hard as I could to get to work. My daughter was hanging around my neck and crying, I held on to her tightly. I got to the meeting and sat near the back and chatted with the people around me. Another kid was crying and I commented on how difficult they were to sooth sometimes. I was so happy to have my daughter with me. Then I was sliding down these snow hills trying to commute to work. Things were going OK for a while and I had a conversation with an ex boyfriend about the snow hills. Then the snow kept getting thinner and thinner. At the end of the snow hill my grownup son asked me to read him a story. I realized that he had grown up, that he was leaving me and longed for my little boy. I woke up feeling so sad, realizing that my children are growing up and I can't be there for them because I'm at work.
I would create crazy projects, I would take toys from around the house and make them into other things.
I would have fun. How long has it been?
I would cook different foods. Make up recipes, sing in the kitchen.
I would buy a cosy little house with a back yard that had a little copse of trees and perhaps a little stream.
I would decorate my little home.
I would spend my time reading and writing stuff, learning whatever I wanted.
That's all for now...
SG
First of all, I would spend time with my kids helping them to learn about whatever they wanted to learn about.
Last night I had the most horrible dream. I was on some kind of bike I think, peddling as hard as I could to get to work. My daughter was hanging around my neck and crying, I held on to her tightly. I got to the meeting and sat near the back and chatted with the people around me. Another kid was crying and I commented on how difficult they were to sooth sometimes. I was so happy to have my daughter with me. Then I was sliding down these snow hills trying to commute to work. Things were going OK for a while and I had a conversation with an ex boyfriend about the snow hills. Then the snow kept getting thinner and thinner. At the end of the snow hill my grownup son asked me to read him a story. I realized that he had grown up, that he was leaving me and longed for my little boy. I woke up feeling so sad, realizing that my children are growing up and I can't be there for them because I'm at work.
I would create crazy projects, I would take toys from around the house and make them into other things.
I would have fun. How long has it been?
I would cook different foods. Make up recipes, sing in the kitchen.
I would buy a cosy little house with a back yard that had a little copse of trees and perhaps a little stream.
I would decorate my little home.
I would spend my time reading and writing stuff, learning whatever I wanted.
That's all for now...
SG
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