When I grow up, I want a spouse, two kids, a dog and a house. A house with a white picket fence. (picturing butterflies and birds chirping)…growing up this image painted a happy life. but then you grow up and realize that you don’t have the house with that picket fence, or the spouse, the kids or the dog, does it make your life less perfect? I say no. Although these things are joyous to have, they do not determine a persons magnitude of happiness or perfection. So what does one do… just as an article I was reading suggests, be confident in what you have and love yourself.
“white picket fence”