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I am not quite sure who got my life, but I sure did not. When little I always dreamed of the son and daughter with blue eyes and blonde hair, who were both beautiful and tops in their classes. My 4 BR ranch had a pickett fence, white of course, and I had a station wagon to take John and Jane to practice for: piano, soft ball, ballet/dance, the lead in a play. The dog never shed and the cat kept her nails in and they both lovrd everyone, even the postman. My husband was to be the best dressed, best  looking, smartest in the neighbor hood and all my friends were jealous. I was a stay home mom who volunteered some where as a was to be a nurse. Our life was perfect. 100% perfect. Alright. Fess up. WHO GOT MY LIFE? I sure didn't. Where did I fail? How did this happen? No June and Ward Cleaver. There are only a few things that I would change in my life, but nost I would leave as is. I got 2 girls and 1 boy. No dog. A cat who loves to scratch, and than bring back her fur balls. Ech. Two story house. No station wagon. A husband who was handsome, intelligent, not a real sharp dresser. Shorts and ban lon socks kind of guy. I worked full time as a nurse in a local hospital. I had to. No one was giving away $ back then. You know what? Who ever got my life...you can keep it. I am very happy with the one I got. It is the perfect life for me. Kids grew up. Great jobs. One married and one in a commited relationship. My son still fence sitting. 2 grandkids who are just perfect. We had our ups and downs. But you appreciate the ups a whole lot more if you have some downs. The only thing I would love to change is losing my husband at the age of 56. Complications of Agent Orange from 3 tours in Viet Nam and a Navy medic, who worked with the Marines. But I got more love, affection and respect in our 3 days short of thirty years than anyone I know. It is not cherries and roses...never will be...but it's mine and I plan to keep right on living it.