My mother worked as a dental hygienist for this dentist. She was all ways 'down on her luck' and the wife of the dentist took me in sort of as a foster child. She bought me school clothes, birthday gifts, Christmas gifts, the kind of stuff that you need. She also gave me stuff just because.

They had a son who was five years older than me and when I was fourteen he took me into his bedroom and I had to grow up really fast. Pregnant and with a baby at 15, I had to change schools. His parents supported us while he went to college . We got married when I was 17, which was the minimum age without parental consent. Not that my mother was going to say no, but we didn't want any issues with her. As soon as he finished college we moved to Pittsburg for him to start his job.

We had another baby so the kids were not too far apart. I am a stay at home mom and a wife. I have earned about 70 hours towards my college degree. I am not complaining that I have been lucky. I know that his parents took me in, and they supported us when he was still in school. But now that I am 23, I never had a real childhood or was a teenager. I have been married for six years, but together for eight or more, not to mention all the years growing up. I was his favorite little sister, until I wasn't a sister any more and then I became his favorite in a real world way.

I want a vacation, for me. Not the kids, not the husband, but for me. I want to go someplace with a beach, where I can sit and read a book and think about nothing but me. I know I am dreaming, mother's can't do that, but if I could, I would. I really don't want to go to Disney this summer.