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Autistic Ang's avatar

Thanks for sharing this. It’s fascinating how a book from the past can resurface and bring back so many memories and realizations. Your reflections on navigating your dreams alongside your father’s expectations struck a chord with me. It’s interesting how time reshapes our understanding of what’s important and how those early experiences continue to influence us. That book clearly held a special place for you then, and even more so now as you revisit it 😄

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Georgina Gowland's avatar

I wanted to be a gardener working at a garden nursery but my father said that wasn't a job for a girl. I ended up working in various office administration roles until I was 47 when, at last, I became a professional gardener. All those years of claustrophobia, hating going to work, never settling. I should have been stronger like you but this was the 1960s when a girl just needed a job until she met the man of her dreams, married, had babies and believed her father knew what was best.

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