The My Story series began with the first post, Insecurites Vs. Being True. I'm slowly, but surely, working on removing layers to become a more true form of myself.
I've always liked lists and plans but as an adult I make less and less of them. The less you write down, the less you're accountable for, or less disappointed about. I could improve on my goal-setting but as far as one/five/ten year plans go, I think it's better to see where you are and go where you feel like you should go then, not where you thought you should go when you were a whole other person ten years earlier.
Ten years before that my ten year plan looked quite different. In 1995, I wasn't sure about a career, maybe teaching. I wanted a driver's license. And, of course, I was going to get married and be a rock star of a stay at home mom/homemaker. Although, I had an interest in kids and teaching, I was sure I wouldn't really need more than a bachelor's degree because I would spend my time raising my pack of children.
Between 2000-2003, my plan was far different from the 1995 plan. I moved across the country almost solely for the reason that a boy had told me he didn't think I should. I had an adventure and came home to start college. What I wanted to study was far from a teaching education. I had aspirations to be George W. Bush's political communications advisor. Karen Hughes and Ari Fleischer had my dream job. I interviewed to apply at George Washington University. But, a project in an English class led my interests to financial education and counseling. So from there, I headed to the plan that more closely resembled the 2005 plan.
My love for children and my desire to have a family never changed, but I wasn't going to sit and wait for that to happen when I could try so many other things. I was sure as soon as I found someone who would give me the chance to be his wife and to raise our children, I would rock it. There wouldn't be a better wife and mother than me.
Five years ago, I planned to continue doing the job I'm doing now, or maybe getting my Master's degree to do the same job from a different direction. In 2010, I lived in a good place, I loved the calling I had with the Young Women, and I was satisfied with what I was doing. Later in 2010, I met Jake. I liked him and his children, then I loved all of them, and then I just couldn't imagine that my story and their story went together. All the sudden, I learned that being a wife and mother probably meant something so different than my brain had always planned on. So, I checked out. Eight weeks later, I checked back in and since then, I haven't tried to plan anything.
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