Today is my birthday. I'm another year older, but am none the wiser. Many goals have been accomplished and many changes have taken place. We moved, bought a house, I left a job that I absolutely loved for one that is taking me a long time to get adjusted to. I have more memories from this past year than I can count. Most of which are wonderful. I have nothing to complain about, really.
Although this year is more difficult for me. I'm feeling more and more like an adult, and less like a college student. I'm closer to 30. And while I have many accomplishments that I am proud of I can't help but think that my life is not where I thought it would be at this point.
I remember telling my college roommate during our sophomore year (age 19-20) that I would be in my current career, working in the schools, married to R, and have at least one child within the next five years.
Yeah, that was two years ago. While I have completed 3/4 of the mental checklist, not finishing everything within 7 years has hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm not sure why this year. Maybe it's because we're finally settled in one place. Maybe it's due to what feels like everyone around me being pregnant.
We're not there yet. I know it. We are not at the point on so many levels, and are enjoying our lot in life. We've started to make some friends in our new town. I'm beginning to feel more at ease with my current job; but, continue to keep my eyes open for something that might suit me better.
Children will happen when the time is right. My mom told me that I put too much pressure on myself. Maybe she is right. I need to slow down and enjoy this time that I have with my husband.
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