Growing up, the plan of life was to have a profession (work for someone = stability), get married and have kids. That's when you win at life. Simple enough right? My parents did it. My friends' parents did it. It's basically, tradition. But ever since I was young, I knew I wasn't supposed to follow the usual path. Yes, I thought I'd do the work > married > kids life, but I was different from my friends, cousins...and yup...seeing where I'm at now, proves that.
Everyone "did it right."
Of course there are times when I'm envious. I look at things and think...how did I get here? Will I catch up? or am I playing a totally different game of life?
That gut feeling I've had about my path was right. It was only until I had Ian and fell into the rhythm of being a mother did I realize what I wanted my plan to be.
(I'll tease you with that, let's see if the end story matches)
(I'll tease you with that, let's see if the end story matches)