Is that too much to ask? Here's the rub...many of the succesful women I want to be are like 10 years younger than me. So I am WAY behind the curve.
I think figuring out what you want from life might be the hardest part of adulthood. All those years growing up, people tell you that you can be anything you want to be if you put your mind to it. One of the reasons I should probably never have kids is that secretly, I don't think that is true. I can't imagine trying to tell my kid that the sky is the limit if I hear them singing and they suck.
One of my biggest fears is that by the time I figure out what it is that I REALLY want to do, it will be too late. I love history...do I want to go back to school and study history like I originally intended? Become an archivist, or a preservationist? Or do I want to travel? Do I want to get married? Give up my worldly posessions and move to the beach and tend bar? I don't know. Write a book? Play music? Cook? My head is swimming.
The other thing that is so disturbing about this is that when I look around at my friends, I'm not sure that most of them have figured it out either. What are we waiting for?
What. Are. We. Waiting. For.
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