I live in a small, rural town in Arkansas surrounded by pastures and woods instead of McDonald’s and Pizza Huts. Some days I would trade you my country life for your fast food, but most of the time I’m happy in my idyllic surroundings.
We have four sheltered, antisocial children that we homeschool. Years ago, I taught junior high school English, until I started having babies and traded all that money and fame for this slow life on easy street. It was a good, but messy decision. My house will never be the same.