Let’s jump back to 2003.
I am 14, a freshman in high school, on the cheer-leading team of a small private school. We cheered at basketball games because the school wasn’t big enough for many other sports and we thought we were hot sh*t. I was scolded often for “moving my hips too much” and not leaving room for Jesus in my actions. I was lucky enough to have parents who purchased my to-be Jeep (thanks to an awesome deal from Steve next door) and I couldn’t wait to legally drive it.
I envisioned what my Future would be; how it looked.
I saw 16, cruising the Grand Haven strip in the summertime and doing donuts while crushing snow piles in 4-wheel drive all winter. I saw high school finishing up in a flash and getting ready for the next chapter.
I saw 18, accepted to Michigan State University (which I never even applied to), heading off to be the next Elle Woods and killing it in classes.
I saw 21, graduating college magna cum laude (HA!) because school always came easy to me, so it should be simple in college too. I saw landing my dream career before I even walked across the stage, having them knocking on my door, begging me to work with them. While at a work happy hour, I would meet the man of my dreams and we would date for a few years and then he pops The Question over a candlelit dinner with the Tacori ring I saw in a magazine and had a cut-out of on my wall for years.
I saw 23, a wedding that would put Cinderella’s to shame. Mint green satin bridesmaid dresses, white phalaenopsis orchid bouquets at the country club down the road.
I saw 24, giving birth to the first of my going-to-be 3 children. Buying a house and turning it into a home to grow my family in. I would graciously resign from my AH-mazing career to be SAHM and be ruling the PTA in no time.
I saw 25, having a retirement fund, knowing how to do my own taxes, having zero student loan debt an being able to say “I’m an adult now.”
I can openly admit now; this is NOT how life has happened. YES there were some very VERY good times have happened which were not in “The Future,” times where I was thankful the plan was wrong. However, every now and then a thought comes to the front of my mind…
“This is NOT where I thought I’d be at this age.”
I am not alone in this thought, at least I tell myself I’m not. We’re all just trying to figure out what the hell we’re doing and trying to make it work.
This is not the turning point where I explain how I’ve found THE KEY to making life where line-up where it’s supposed to be… It’s just the point where I have finally realized that it is ok to not be where I thought I should be and update what “The Future” looks like.
Xoxo,
Kate
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