I've done some blog reading lately that leaves me a bit baffled. Baffled and reflective on my life.
I work with high school kids and one of them once asked me how long I'd been with my (now husband) boyfriend. When I told her 3 years, she asked how many time we'd broken up. She was shocked when I said "none."
I've always been proud of the series of decisions I've made in my life. I know I'm only 32.5 years old but I've been doing my thing for sometime now and feel proud and happy about the way my life has turned out and I don't think that just happens. I think it is due to a long series of choices.
I first must give credit to my parents for being loving, supporting and engaged in my life. It was never a question that I would go to college because that's just what happened after high school. Less than a week before I was done with my last finale at Long Beach State, I decided to move back home. I missed my family, missed my cat and in my brief search of jobs in Southern California, I learned that knowing Spanish was quite important and that was a skill I didn't have.
Everything choice and decision leads somewhere. So I lived with my mom, got my first post college job which led me to meet my husband which led me to want bigger and better (and move out of my mom's house after 4 years). I moved an hour away when I got a new job and Chris soon followed with a new job of his own. We lived together (in sin!), got engaged, got married and bought a house.
My current job gives me a chance to build new skills everyday. I have been here for 6 years and I can really see how much I have grown as a person and as a professional. (I'm wearing blue socks and Puma athletic flats and jeans to work today by the way. I shouldn't call myself a professional.)
I have never touched a drug. I went through my drinking phase in college. I shake my head at some of the choices I made as a co-ed. But I am respectful, trustworthy and loyal and because of that, my parents helped me out a lot along the way. People may say I was spoiled and that's okay. My life has been pretty damn good and my parents didnt' want to see me struggle to stay on my feet. Why would anyone want that as a parent? I don't see it as spoiled, I see it as wanting your child to reach their potential and realizing that 21 year olds need some support along the way.
But ultimately, I think it was my choices that have led me to where I am today. I chose a good man to marry. We make decisions together. We communicate and know where we stand. Life is about choices. Nothing else. You can blame the world and shake your fist at the sky and say WHY ME!?!?! but at the end of the day, think about the choices you have made each and every step along the way that have led you to where you are.
And when you see where you are, you make more choices. Choices that you can be proud of or choices that might cause you to cringe later in life. I chose being proud.