Desiderium

I knew just what it would be like when I’d grown up. I would meet and marry. I would have a big, big family. I would love my babies. I would be a mommy. I would love my hubby. What else is there?

Grown up doesn’t happen all at once. Truth is you really didn’t know. What will you do now? How will you progress? Can you stay the same? Will you always feel like a child? Where will you find your children? DSH (1997)

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