I have been praised and slaughtered for my imaginative mind. We live in a world where nothing can go fast enough, media in all forms bombards us and people constantly try to maintain risking health and happiness.

As a mother of two teens and the wife of a man that averages 4-5 days of travel per week, I know the race course well. I also know where the pit stops are.

Time spent in any world of imagination, be it a book, game, TV, or castle creation under a summer sun serves a purpose. We are blessed with minds that can wander. For some, a journey into the imagination can manifest itself in the real world. Artists, inventors and writers are but a few that merge the worlds of reality and imagination.

As I read the critiques of my Trading Spouses episodes, many emotions surface. They range from anger and disappointment to happiness and humor. With such a wide range of reaction, I always return to what I believe.

I love it when people use their imagination. The producers used their imagination in creating the story. The viewers are using their imagination in defining my family. Why should I tell them Superman really wears purple?