of Mice and Men (and sometimes women)

When I was 16, I swore off marriage and kids. I wanted to go to school in Switzerland. I wanted to see the world. A free spirit was what I planned to be. No working mom for me. It was all career and freedom. My wings ached to lift me off the ground and into the sky. I wasn’t really interested in boys either. I didn’t have time to fool with them, and since I wasn’t getting married, why bother?
My little sister was another story. Giver her the dolls, the dresses, the boyfriends. She wanted everything a girl wants, right down to the 2.3 kids. We were polar opposites on the plans scale.
Funny how things work out. She has never been married. I’ve been married for 22 years. She has no children. I have three sons and routinely borrow others. She goes all over the place. The last time I left the country I was in the 10th grade, and haven’t left the state in years.
As much as I love to travel and my freedom, I do not feel tied down. Nor do I envy my sisters lifestyle. I am quite happy, and wouldn’t trade places with her for the world. I hope she feels the same way. I think we both feel blessed to be where we are in life.