A Day in the Life

Ten years ago, as a senior in high school, I often thought about my future. Where I would go to college, who I would fall in love with, what I would be doing with my life, if I would have children.... All these thoughts circling around the brain of 17 year old me. And strangely, I thought about my ten year high school reunion. I had these plans to have this GLAMOROUS, high profile, exotic life where I had achieved things beyond my classmates' wildest dreams. I would come back to my ten year reunion, with my sexy husband in tow, and have accomplished all these spectacular things.

What I didn't factor in was... reality. The reality is, it's hard work to be successful. Four years of college, two years of graduate school... Well, there's six years already gone! Another year in a career I didn't love, starring as a bridesmaid in THREE separate weddings, the loss of my dad, beginning a new career, finding my soul mate, buying a house, adopting a furbaby, and finally, marrying the man of my dreams... And here we are, ten years after my senior year of high school, and what do I have to show for it?

Not what I thought I would have, that's for sure. And do I regret it?

Not one single bit. 

I sometimes see people my age, or much younger, who have accomplished all these things that have made them stand out. And you know what? Great for them! I'm excited for those people. But that's not me. I don't know why 17 year old E. wanted to outshine all her classmates. 27 year old E. doesn't even LIKE the spotlight most of the time. 

And let's be real. My daily life may not be glamourous, and it sure as heck isn't high profile or exotic, but it's pretty darn grand. I wake up each morning next to my sexy soul mate and our silly, sweet furbaby. I work with some great people who constantly make me laugh and support me professionally and personally. I'm surrounded by children who love me unconditionally and aren't afraid to show it. I occasionally get sweet texts from my husband for no reason. I get to come home after work to a home that C and I (and the bank) own. I get to cook whatever I want for dinner because C isn't picky. And I get to curl up and relax after a busy day at work. But most importantly, I finish each day beside my husband, the one person who seems to understand me even when I don't understand myself.

I still have dreams. I still want those children and that pretty house and a nice vacation each year. But I realize that I may not get all of that. But what I know is that I already have the most important part. And no matter how messy life gets, that makes me pretty darn lucky. 

Find the blessing in your life. Be thankful. And never forget that if you have love, you have more than you can ever need. 

Live from Okie Land,

E.