Modern VS Traditional

Since I was a little girl I always knew something: If I did not know how to cook or clean nobody would want to marry me. My parents raised us in a very traditional way. My father was the one earning the money and my mother was the one taking care of the house... and us. I guess me, being the youngest, was the one that helped my mother around the kitchen the most. I actually remember having for toys kitchen stuff, mini food, and a baby equipped with bottles and diapers. The thing is I did not hate it. I loved it. I understood it I guess. When people would ask "What do you want to do when you grow up?" It was a no-brainer... a mommy! 30 years later I can tell you that I still have no desire in having babies, but discovered that I do want to have someone to share my life with... to cook for, to care for, to love... it does not mean I don't want to work (it would drive me crazy not to!). I enjoy being a Flight Attendant, and the part I like the most is that I get a lot of free time so I can be at home doing all the things I learned growing up. I'm not a career money oriented person and that makes me an outdated being in today's world... One of the biggest reasons for the break-up was this; me not wanting more challenges, and apparently, not having passions in life... In the only two therapy sessions we made this came up and the therapist explained that it's not like I have no passions in life, that my real passion is for my home.
I always thought that I was someone with very special traits that you don't really get to see anymore, but after being told that who I am, my essence, it's not good enough from the person I loved and cared for the most, makes me believe that there is no reason for my existence, just like a black and white T.V. that no body wants...