Gloria Woolsey
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My Dream Died
Whether as a result of my family role as eldest of the siblings, some intrinsic desire to nurture and provide, or a lethal combination of both, I’ve always wanted to be “successful”. I don’t need a mountain of green (or plastic) at my disposal and I don’t necessarily want a frivolously lavish house or car. Despite not having as much money as the majority of my overachiever counterparts, perhaps even because of it, I want to do “enough” with my life to be able to take care of my family’s present and future needs and to do the most with the blessings that have been bestowed upon me. I know I have one of the most ideal situations in the world: living in a first world country, with a house, and a constant supply of food on the table, and two married parents who love and support me. So, with all of the privileges and advantages bestowed upon me, I really should be able to do something right. Right?
By Gloria Woolsey6 years ago in Education