5/27/2023 0 Comments Danielle steel's sisterAnd nine months after we married, their father and I started having kids. They were already friends of my daughter from school when I married their father. I married him when they were eleven and twelve and they instantly took me into their hearts, for which I am forever grateful. Later I married a man who had two sons, who over the years have become like my own. Wow! I loved it! (And maybe, without even knowing it, I emulated that in later life). There was a mother and a father and all those kids, eight of them. Kids were hanging off the rafters, everyone was welcome, her mother always looked like she had forgotten to comb her hair that week (and I adored her), and the atmosphere was always one of loving disorder. She was one of eight kids, and I loved the friendly chaos of her home. But my favorite place to hang out as a kid was at my best friend’s house. I don’t think I really had a chance to be a child, and I never thought a lot about having children of my own. I was a serious child, read constantly, was a good student, and was several years ahead in school, and wound up in college at fifteen. It was an era when life didn’t center around children, and I had to fit in quietly. I was an only child, lived alone with my father from the time I was six, and rarely saw other children, except in school. The biggest subject of all for me, and the dearest one, is my children.
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