All had happened so quickly. They started out with nothing. Business opportunity and it was growing at a pace that was unbelievable. She ran the financial end and did the bookwork, payroll, taxes, etc at the kitchen table. One baby in her lap and one crawling on the floor. One school age sitting and coloring. All of this and she was still in her twenties.
A new car and another baby due any moment. From hospital bed she continued office work. The day after her only son was born the nurse came into the room and saw the ledgers and adding machine and exclaimed "what are you doing". "The payroll" she replied. Two days later her mother came to the hospital to take her home. In her old car with the windows rolled down. She was saddened she wanted it to be her husband in their new upscale car while she held this new baby boy. She understood the circumstances but all through the years the memory remained.
The question for years that surfaced in her mind "was prosperity worth this"?
One Woman entry this early morning
9 comments:
It is obvious that prosperity did not take the place of your husband back then. Just like the old adage about the best things in life being free.
Judy, thank you!
I have a memory like that - a new baby and a husband who was too busy to be there. No, prosperity and success are not worth it but when you're young, you don't realize this. I enjoy your blog. It is touching and I learn from it.
Nancy
Your post on Sunday sounds like lots of good healthy food... just the kind we eat here!
Keep up posted on your new house plans.
Mim
Nancy and Mim thank you for the comments. Everyone that comments help fuel this One Woman to keep on writing. Have a great rest of the day.
Dear One Woman, you may be surprised to learn that I had a similar experience (still a little bitter) about which I may blog someday and prosperity had nothing to do with it!
Tabor, it is something what times does. So many memories that were once upsetting are now almost humorous. Thanks for commenting for now I know I was not the only one.
Very sad, for him as well as you. Men didn't used to be so involved, and they really missed out on the best life has to offer. I do love your writing. Thank you for starting this blog, and please always continue. I believe you have really struck a responsive chord in many readers.
Nan, it is so different now. My daughters husbands were in the delivery room. Anyone else that wanted to be there - not me.
My soninlaws are surely different.
They are all great.
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