She grew up watching Leave It to Beaver and Father Knows Best. Dad heads off to work in his shirt and tie, the children to school neat, clean and tidy. Mom stayed home, cooking, cleaning, running her family home, all while wearing her pearls and a dress. Plenty of everything existed; food, clothing, shelter all on what dad brought home…oh, did I mention, she grew up…
Life as we know it now is so very far from that vision of Utopia that we once perceived. Homes now must routinely function with a two parent income. The majority of mothers in America do not have the choice of whether or not they wish to work; that has become a right of privilege. I consider myself very lucky to be able to run my own business, rather than work for someone else. I have not always been in this position. As a registered nurse, I have worked in a vareity of settings, but always for some “entity” other than myself. I did not have the privilege of staying at home with my children; nurses work crazy hours. WhenI opted for a career in massage therapy, I worked full-time and went to school full-time. All the while, keeping my eye on the prize as it were. Advanced education took me away for weeks or months at a time. My children have grown with me in the lessons of a new Utopia. I am pleased to say they have become amazing, caring, community-minded, forward thinking, respectful adults. Their vision of Utopia is very different than that of the Leave It to Beaver age, and in many ways I am grateful that it has.
Seek your Utopia wherever you find it. Grow, adapt and forge ahead. Meet your life head on and look to your success as your prize. Namaste.