You'd think life is a bowl of cherries. You plan to make your adult life fun. Plan for security.
The depression came and went when I was a child. I didn't know much about it. I knew food was dull, We had soup every day, and candy was a premium like gas is now for people with cars with families. Planning to see my children happy is apart of adult life. Last month I fell, my oldest daughter at my birth plays the fiddle. She suffered a stroke this month, My youngest child is getting a divorce and is fighting for his son from a woman that only believes in home schooling. The child is now seven and has no communications skills. I say good for him and I pray the divorce word doesn't tear his health apart. Life can really fiddle with you when you are on the go and make your senses fresh in ways you never planned.