When I was a little girl I sat and painted a picture of how my life would look. There was the beautiful white house with the fence surrounding the outside, I painted white clouds without a drop of rain in them, a sun so glorious and bright that all could see, pecan trees placed around for the yearly picking, and a tree house not so high up in one of these glorious trees. A handsome man tall, with the most beautiful eyes, my knight in shining armor, 3 small children playing on the swing set that their dad had put up for them, all smiling on this wonderful sunny day. As I sit and look at the life that I have now chose, I wonder why my picture seems like such a far away dream. So I take out this amazing picture that I painted so many years ago and as I look I see that something is missing....

Written by: Margeaux10/3/04