I liked this so I’m putting it on here. It covers a topic I’m constantly thinking about. Growing up I wanted to be a Salesian Sister. Then I thought I wanted to get married and have a huge family. Now I know I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone but I’m no longer dreaming of wedding bells and family. At least today. While I know the option is still there and it could be fun, I also know it doesn’t mean I need to do those things.
As my 30th year of life comes closer I get wrapped up in thoughts of being successful or what would really make me happy.
It’s frustrating and difficult. I’ve always been the kind of person that changes their mind on a whim. Many friends know this about me. It isn’t that I have trouble sticking with one thing. It is more that there are so many things to experience and do that the idea of only doing one thing for the rest of your life is uninteresting to me. While I admire and respect people who have found their purpose and one thing to devote themselves to, I would also appreciate if people would respect my desire of remaining a free spirit.
I might not be a master at anything but I’m alright with that. I might not be married with a family but that is ok too. Sure, I don’t have a successful career as an artist but it doesn’t mean I should give up. It’ll be fine. I’ll be ok and however life rolls, I’ll find some way to make it out with a smile on my face.
~sigh~ ramble over. art or something less serious will come along soon.