I used to feel guilty for being retired and not contributing financially. Well, that is what the world wants of us anyway.
My husband loves me being home, because he is disabled. My puppy loves me being home too. I love working in our yard.
I have worked since I was 12, and I was always chasing the almighty dollar, because I thought that was what I was supposed to do. Now, almost fifty years later, God has blessed me with the ability to stay at home.
I felt guilty when I chose to be a stay-at-home Mom for six years when my son was little. I loved it!
I have learned to not listen to what the world thinks, and do what makes us happy. We have to “play the hand that we are dealt”.
Some women do not want to stay at home. My sister never did. I love it! I say, “Different strokes, for different folks.”
For me, it was about priorities. We could live on less financially, and place more importance on being there for our family instead of “chasing the almighty” dollar.
Hell, we were broke even when I worked too, so now I get to stay at home where my heart is. It brings to mind the quote: “Bloom where we are planted”.