I essentially had five options.
- Get married and be a wife and mother.
- Become a teacher at one of the Amish schools.
- Work as a hired girl for mothers the first six weeks after a baby arrives.
- Do quilting.
- Have a bakery.
I hated quilting, so that was out.
I enjoyed baking, but not all the time. I knew there was no way I wanted to have a bakery.
As it turned out I fell head over heels in love and option one was the only thing I cared about.