Flash back to 10 years ago, I was 18. The age I am now, 28, seemed so far off. I’m sure I thought I would be married, maybe. Maybe just starting to have kids. 28 seemed to linger in the distance, like some age I would never arrive at. But when I did, I’d definitely have it all together.
Fast forward to right now, and that distance is closed. Here I am. And I still have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve been married longer and have more kids than I thought I would by now (which isn’t a bad thing, just not what I envisioned just yet). I have had zero career, which is also not what I really imagined, but again, it is what it is, and I don’t think I desire a true career anyway.
The thing is, I don’t think life ever turns out even close to what we’ve “planned” on. I never thought I would be living in Hawaii, pursuing photography, being the kind of mom I am (and am not).
I never thought I would feel so confused about life still, when I’m right in the middle of it.
When you’re younger, you just think you’ll have life figured out at some point. And if I’m honest, I look onto the next ten years as if I’ll have it more “figured out” by then. But I highly doubt it.
I had no idea that life was just a constant force that keeps moving and keeps forcing you to change, move, grow and also keep winging it.
But the thing is, that’s okay.
I’m learning that life doesn’t have to make sense to enjoy it. Life doesn’t have to be all picture perfect put together to be fully lived.
Questions for You:
- Finish the sentence, “The thing is…”