File: All I Ever Wanted.rtf
New story: Potential title--All I Ever Wanted, inspired by the song, "All I Want to Do is Make Love to You".
One of the first things I ever remember my mother saying was, "Children are a blessing, a gift from God." All throughout my blissful childhood, I could see the truth in her words. My seven brothers, three sisters, and I, filled her days with joy and busyness. Hardly once did she ever raise her voice above a firm tone. She loved us all equally and, though we each had our own childhood playmates, all of us siblings were the fastest of friends. As each one grew and left home, I longed for life as it was when we still clung to our mother's skirts. I realized as soon as my oldest sister gave birth to her first child, that the only way to recreate that idyllic seting was to marry and have children of my own. So, when Angus Callaway, twenty years my senior, came calling, I pleaded with my father to allow our marriage. He was hesitant, as Angus was so much older, and he, I can see now, whereas I did not back then, understood my impetuous nature. He feared I would regret my decision, but as so often was the case, my stubborn charm won him over, and Angus and I were married on a lovely April day.