<the following is an unprompted soliloquy from a single mom of twin girls who moved from CA to TX for family economic leverage {my term}, pre-pandemic. It should be noted that she achieved what she was hoping to do.>
I feel like my whole life is studying for a big test at the time of my death. At the pearly gates, I will be asked: What did you learn from your life?
And I will answer: I was pretty much always wrong.
