I prefer raising a family in the countryside rather than the city. I grew up in the city and to be honest, to grow up in a city, your skin has to be thicker compared to most people. That is my personal opinion. In the city, people are always in a hurry to get somewhere. As a kid, I often pictured running into a white rabbit with a pocket watch when I would go with my Mother to the supermarket or somewhere else. People are always in a hurry to catch a ride to somewhere else, always in a hurry to get in front of the line, to get the first of everything, always in a hurry to finish something. Spending my formative years in the city made me feel that I should also be in a hurry to grow up. Or perhaps grow old, whichever comes first.
I want to raise a family in the countryside because I want my kids to enjoy their childhood. I want to give them the space to play and run and chase after each other. I want them to play hide and seek, and other outdoor games without the fear of oncoming traffic. I want my kids to be free from the stress of the city as long as they can. I want to spend cool afternoons with my husband just sipping iced tea in the front porch. I want my kids to feel like driving to school is always an adventure, so that they could look forward to it every day. At the same time, I want them to enjoy driving home from school, too; when we stop by the side of the road when we see an open field to pick fresh wild flowers for tonight’s dinner table.
I would very much rather raise a family in the country because I want my kids to stay young as long as I can help it.