That

If someone would have told me

that the white picket fence would be a prison wall
that the 2.5 kids would fall sick and die young
that the little cottage house would be mortgaged thirty years
that the dog named Spot would bite me
that the blue skies would turn grey
that the sun would be covered by the clouds
that there was nothing at the end of the rainbow, but the end of the rainbow.

I would have given up. 

I am glad no one told me..............that.