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When I grew up, my family was "rich" in finances, but poor in love and care. I thought being rich was what made my family so dysfunctional.

I thought they had so much money that they had the luxury of being unhappy as their basic needs were taken care of. They didn't have to concentrate on the basic needs of life.

So I told my high-school boyfriend (now husband) I wanted to be poor and have 9 children to love.

He said I got half my wish as we went through a very lean period.

But I got the other half by bring a foster parent. Many children to love.

I can say I've been blessed in the love dept as an adult. The love and commitment of my husband helping me through the hard work of bipolar has helped me so much.

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