And What I Think About It...
I was wondering today what I would be like if my life had turned out as I expected it to when I was a child.
I expected to have a life much like my mother's. I would marry a rancher who would be much like my dad, and I would do all the things that ranchwives do.
I would ride the pastures, work in the hayfield, run to town for parts, doctor sick calves, and back up the horse trailer.
I would keep the books, mend the knees in my husband's jeans, and bake cookies. I would fix big dinners for branding crews and hay gangs. I would make jelly from wild fruit.
If I had married one of those Nebraska cowboys whom I dated years ago, how much different would I be now?
- Would I be interested in current events?
- Would I have come to the Lutheran church?
- Would I always be going on a diet?
- Would I enjoy photography?
- Would I enjoy writing?
- Would I have more wrinkles?
- Would I own a pair of boots?
The answers are yes, I hope so, probably not as often, yes, yes, probably, and definitely.
I don't think my personality and interests would be much different. I would have worked a lot harder though. I have no doubt of that.