The Story Teller

I came home today with a heavy head. Well, what do I expect from a full schedule and a jam-packed classroom? It’s during this time that I consider resigning from my very demanding work and just stay at home and take care of my children. But with my eldest daughter in college, that is absolutely out of the question. Then, I began to ask myself how long am I going to do this? Will I ever stop? If I will, when will that be?

I see other people working themselves to death. I don’t want any of that. But I don’t want an uncomfortable old age either. It hurts to imagine myself wrinkled and emaciated and begging other people for food. I know life insurance and retirement planning will take care of that, and that’s why I’d rather break my back working hard now when I’m still young than break my back working when I get so old that there’s nothing more to  break..