Love's Divine

In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take, the relationship we were afraid to have and the decisions we waited too long to make. Growing up I always figure I would one day have two adorable, blue eyed, strawberry blond children, but now I find myself questioning the imaginative thought. I grow up in an area that can best be described as waspville. With the exception of a handful of people, the majority of the population were white meat. In my graduating class there were three Asians, two African Americans, one Indian, and what seemed like five hundred blue eyed, blond haired, JCREW models.
I had never given it much thought; I just assumed white girl from a white family resulted in a white husband and kids. It wasn't that I didn't find men of a different race attractive, but rather I just never gave it a second thought. Up until now there had never been someone who caught my eye enough to give a new flavor a try and now I find myself in a complex mental debate.
My thoughts have jumped ahead; many more events will have to occur. I won't stand in the way, but I will be more critical and self-conscious. It's unfortunate that I have to consider these seemingly pointless factors, but this is the lasting impression I will be leaving behind. In the end, I will continue to follow my heart and if it one day means I'm living in Love's Divine world then so be it.
Kate