i was watching Oprah interviewing Sarah Ferguson, Duchess of York, over the issue of her allegedly asking for money to give reporters a lead-in to Prince Andrew. it was a very candid interview, as is with all of Oprah's interviews, and it prompts us to ask the question and come to some realisation of ourselves. this scandal made Sarah realise how out of control she was in the spiral of problems she was in, that she didn't even realise what she was doing.
i'm sure she now often asks herself, in her down days, 'how did this happen?"
which gets me thinking - how did "this" happen to me? all of us come to a point in our lives where we ask ourselves this same question, all of us with our different "this"..
sitting here at my dining table, work spread out on one end, tv in the background, art easel on the other end of the table, and totally enjoying this R & R time on my own - yet i wonder how did this happen to me - being on my own, though not complaining about it... yet...
when i was 20, as with all 20-year olds, i had this picture of me getting married, having children, being a good mother and wife, growing old with the husband, going for family holidays, marrying the children off, all with laughter and cheer, of course a little pain and unpleasantness along the way..... but did i think i would be on my own? no, absolutely not.
looking at the bright side of being alone, i don't have to worry about cooking a meal for the spouse, or being home on time to see the family - i can go out and do as i please, go wherever i feel like going, stay in bed for as long as i would like to.... all the advantages of being alone, and not having to consider about the spouse. so, yes, i am still enjoying this solitary life. i just wish i had more time with my children, but as they get older, they have to carve out their own lives, find their dreams, looking at their parents' lives, and learning from their parents' mistakes, hence making less mistakes in their road ahead.
