The truth is that I accept my husband as my employer. he earned the money that now supports me and those for whom I care. We will all be employed by someone in our lifetimes, in order to survive. I have had many employers, beginning with the whims of my parents, who depended on the whims of their parents and their priests.

I was married, at a very young age, to a man who seemed strong, only to understand, at the death of his mother, that she was his source of strength. His family hated me and our progeny for taking resources that his mother had given him to distribute evenly. I took our children and supported them to the best of my ability. This included allowing another into my bed.

I am blessed by now having a husband that honors my motherhood above all other manifestations of my life as a human. He grew up as the child of a man who practiced humane animal husbandry. To this, I attribute his honor of the place of maternal comfort in procreation. I am eternally grateful that he didn't make a distinction between children of his seed (of which there are none) and those of my spirit, of which there are many. I am also grateful that he married only after he had his own source of strength.

We give much homage to the earth mothers, but very little to the fathers of our world's progeny, be they of their seed or of the seeds of the universe.

The father of my womb's children has accepted responsibility for fathering the children of my dear sister/friend. Her husband rejected his own children, and she needed someone to become her partner in parenting while she supported them financially. I am honored to be part of her family. This often leads to values differences, but our commitment to each other's children conquers all.