Welcome to my Tell all Tuesday series. I thought it would be fun to learn as much as I can about each of my readers in hopes of creating a blog that you will run to each week. My question for each of you this week is this:
Q-Are you where you thought you would be at this point in your life?
Let me be the first to answer…
A-Hell no! When I was younger I had my ideal life planned down to the T. I knew what I wanted, expected, and deserved out of life, and I had a solid head on my shoulders. I signed up for college my junior year in high school, and had decided that I would go to the local community college to get my pre-req’s out of the way while saving some cash. From there I would transfer to one of the local university’s and apply for a minority scholarship to receive my Bachelor’s degree. If I decided to pursue my doctorate (which was in the plan) I would continue my schooling elsewhere. I had planned on having 4 children (as I loved kids), and that I would own my first home by the age of 25. I had even planned out how to start my retirement fund at the age of 18. Apparently, that cushy life wasn’t in the cards for me. Here is a little breakdown of how it really happened.
I found out that I was pregnant when I was 18. I graduated high school, gave birth to my son, and then decided to marry his father (as he was a college graduate and had a promising future). My husband was offered a fantastic job with Mitsubishi, which he quickly lost because he would stay up all night (out of town work) drinking and looking at pornography, thus not waking up for work in the morning. We had just gotten a brand new car, we had a new baby, and there was no job. So, needless to say, I gave him the 2 week ultimatum. Find a job, or you join the military. Well, a month later he was packing up and shipping out to basic training. After 6 months, I was packing up the house and moving overseas with baby boy on my hip. My auto-biography will include all of the juicy details, trust me!
So, trying to make the best of the situation, I decided that I would finally get to travel Germany, a place that I had always wanted to go, and I would have my opportunity to pursue my college education. Two weeks after moving overseas I found myself pregnant with baby number 2. Then my loving hubby told me that he was going to continue his education, and I would “just have to wait.” He actually thought he could trap me-HA!
After leaving Europe, baby number 3, divorcing my abusive/alcoholic hubby, and moving back home to good ole’ Tennessee, I finally found a lady who told me how to go about getting a student grant. I worked a full-time split shift at a school age daycare center, went to classes between my shifts, and worked on my homework after putting the kids down each night. My major changed a few times, and it took a little longer to receive my degree than I would have liked, but I graduated, and even managed to make the Dean’s list.
I am nowhere close to where I wanted to be at the ripe old age of 34, but I feel that my experiences have taken me where I was meant to go. I have finally figured out my calling in life, and I know that if things had happened differently, I wouldn’t be talking to you now, nor would I be the person that I am today. I LOVE me, and I’m happy with my life. Yes, there are a lot of things that would make my life better and easier, but overall, I am content. I thank the Lord for my blessings, the people that I confide in each day, and the love that I am surrounded with. Life is good!
Now it’s your turn. I cannot wait to hear your response.