At a time when women’s lib was the big thing – when little girls dreamed of being doctors and lawyers I simply dreamed of 
being a mother.
Really, all I wanted for my future was a man who loved me unconditionally who would be the father of my children, and I envisioned that we would spend our whole life raising our children and being devoted to one another. Growing old – holding hands and making memories…
That simple life – children underfoot and a husband who loved me was all I really ever wanted.
It slowly fell apart. I did have the beautiful children but the husband? He took the dreams of an innocent young girl and shattered them into a million pieces. At the age of 55, I am still finding splinters coming to the surface, who knew that bad decisions made so long ago could affect an entire life…
