Oh, how you were so wise, Omma.
We were sitting at the kitchen table at our house in Olathe. 17582 West 112th St. I watched my mom as she worked her way around her kitchen. Making dinner and mixing cookies for my brother while happily singing to herself. I was a teenager. 16 years old. I told my mom that I didn't want to have kids right away and that I wanted to be a career woman. She turned to me and said you know you might change your mind. I scoffed because I knew what I was talking about and no one could change my mind, not even my mother. Well, I've been in the career world and I have to say it's not all that I thought it would be. I guess I had some vision where the thrill of being a career woman would be enough. The thrill is gone, baby. Way gone. Losing someone close to you make you realize so many things. As I work through all these feelings I'm realizing there are so many other things I'd rather be focusing on right now. Life is just too damn short to wait. Luckily, my husband is right there to back me up. I love you, honey. We're starting to make decisions that will change out lives. We're so excited! Though I'm no where near the domestic goddess my mother was, I've decided to follow in her foot steps and to teach myself. So many projects, so little time. I finally feel like I know what to do now.