When I was a child, I never had any fantasies or hopes about a wedding. I really never wanted a dress or thought it would be fun to parade around looking like a cupcake. Never was my style. And when I did get married, I was true to myself. I wore a beautiful Versace pants suit.
But the one vision I did have as a child was that of being a mother. In particular, a working mother. And that vision involved having my child come to work with me every now and then. Maybe this is because I used to go to work with my father on Saturdays, and even though most people would never believe it, those were some of my happiest and most vivid memories -- Saturdays at the law office playing with the copying machine and looking at the big books that I didn't know how to read.
I desperately hope that some day I can bring my daughter to work with me. But I refuse to drive her 60 miles on the freeway for that. Or maybe we are just destined to have happy visions of adulthood not come true. In those cases, maybe the solution just is to write a novel.
Posted by rebeca at October 05, 2004 11:19 PMwhat you are really is egotistical and self centered and selfish. it is difficult to imagine that a psychology major would be such. obviously you did not take courses in forgiveness, dealing with life tragedies, adversity, and all that blah. you only obstacles in life are trivial.
Posted by: zoeller on October 30, 2004 2:06 PMI ran across your blog,Rebecca! I was looking for an older entry of yours (the one where you mentioned riding across Stanford campus in a moment of bliss) but ran across your newer blog instead.
Anyway -- you are getting some very meanhearted comments! I for one am glad you have hopes for your daughter, and that you are trying to extend some of your own happy childhood experiences to her. It is sad that the world is changing -- some of these things are a lot tougher to accomplish.
As for commuting -- I commuted to and from San Jose for nearly 10 years! Boy it was a bitch, but (like you) I knew it had to be done, and I was pretty grateful. Those are compromises we make, I think, according to personal and professional priorities we set.
I am glad you stuck to your guns (you always do) and bucked convention in a Versace pants suit. :) Though I surprised myself and went for a big white dress for my wedding.
I am sure you are an awesome mother!
Posted by: C(h)ristine on May 28, 2005 6:40 PM