Sometimes Plans Change . . . For The Better
If you had asked 14-year old me what she thought 34-year old me would be doing, she probably would have snapped her gum, twirled her over-permed hair, and muttered something about ruling the universe, or at the very least some sort of big company. Through a thick North Dakota accent, she would have laid out plans involving wealth and world travel and the single life.
Sometimes 34-year old me thinks about those plans and wonders what the hell happened. Not that I have any regrets, because I most certainly don't, it's just that I would have thought that at this point in life I would be further along my career path, debt-free, and I most certainly thought I would have figured out a cure for split ends by now. Heck, I would have thought that I would have negotiated world peace, put an end to poverty, and prevented Carrot Top from becoming the world's scariest thing with a face. I kinda aimed high, if you know what I mean.
And I still do.
Somewhere along the path of life, I figured out that I'm here to make a difference, but not in the way I originally pictured. Rather that doing it all by myself, I feel like I'm here to make sure Alexis gets a chance to do whatever it is that she decides she wants to do.
I've always thought that the kid will grow up to do something truly amazing. I still think that. My job is to stay out of her way as she finds her way there. It's like I'm the bumper pads at the bowling alley, not really interfering with the ball, but making sure it keeps headed in the general direction of that strike.
This kid. She's going to do some amazing things.
When I think about 14-year old me, I realize just how far I've come and how much I've accomplished. I mean, I grew up in a house that looked like this:
(Not our actual house, but close enough in appearance to make me look twice.)
And now I live in this:
And I can safely say I moved on up all by myself, through a lot of hard work and stubbornness and a bunch more hard work.
Now I have the privilege of seeing just how far Alexis can go.
It's going to be amazing.
Reader Comments (22)
I have the same dreams for my girl(s) My son, I know he'll be okay. But my girls, I want them to flourish and realize what they CAN do in this world, and then DO it. My Maggie teaches ME almost daily about how to be a better person. I'm hoping she continues to light the world on fire, her and other girls like her. I hope they continue to remember that morals and respect are GOOD things, and their giving hearts only continue to grow. I also hope they also realize how to FIGHT and have a voice for things they believe in. Our girls are going to be great one day, you'll see...
And, I have really high hopes for Dylan. But, really - more than anything else, I just hope he grows up to be a good person, and to be happy.
2 - You're 34?? Haha...you're older than me. But not by much. ;-)
So glad you had the self-confidence to let your life evolve into something magnificent. Congratulations for all you've accomplished and all you've gained.
As a side note, I grew up in rural northwestern PA and went to Pitt because it was the Big City... my 14-year-old self just wanted to go to a city. If NYC wasn't practical, Pittsburgh was. I did all my growing up there! well, I guess I'm still growing up, but you know what I mean.
I now live in a 3,000 sq ft cedar log home that I rent but am closing on my first house tomorrow! Thrilled!
And I have to agree with @Melissa above. You are awesome!
This post reminds me of something my dad would write. My dad has always said that he just wants his kids to do better in life than he did. And he did pretty well for himself, with a lot of hard work. He instilled the same in us: the desire to do well in life, the hard work ethic to get there, and the hope that our kids will do even better than we are.
Also, I call dibbs on Alexis's guest house.
This line:
"Somewhere along the path of life, I figured out that I'm here to make a difference, but not in the way I originally pictured."
Hits me right in the face.
Yeah. I get that.