Every little girl dreams of huge things she can do in her life. It's safe to say mine has gone horrendously off track and that I accomplished none of what I had set out to do when I was a young teenager. I wanted to graduate high school, attend a small Catholic college, and major in Sociology or Psychology and eventually work my way up to either a social worker or a psychologist. Instead I ended up dropping out of high school, getting knocked up young, and never seeing the inside or outside of a college campus. So much for big dreams.
One of the things I would hope I end up doing in my life is attending college. This Cosmetology gig is fun and all, but it's not what I truly want. Do I think I could still end up as a social worker or a psychologist? Sure. Is it likely? Probably not. I guess we'll see. Going to school and graduating from college all while raising a family and attempting to maintain some semblance of normalcy in my life isn't going to be easy. Nothing comes easy, though, so this is no different.
I have plenty of hopes, some a lot smaller than this. Some even bigger. We'll see where it all ends up.
Surprising no one
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So I was sitting at the dining room table, feverishly
always-sometimes-rarely-nevering, when Paul asked me if I wanted something
to drink. "Please," I said...

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