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Expectations

I came across this Blog Prompt as I was cleaning out the last few months of emails and it made me think a little so I thought Hey, why not write a little too.

Did you grow up to be who you always wanted to be as a child?

My first reaction was to laugh and then I was a tad sad for a minute, but then I thought a little deeper (I guess) and I realized I have pretty much become the person I wanted to be as a child.

This does take some clarifying though:

Occupation: Since I was about 10 years old, I said I wanted to be a psychologist or psychiatrist. Well, I'm a teacher, but I do have a psychology degree. And while I don't make a psychiatrist salary I see plenty of patients/students a day.

Family: I can remember being tucked in to bed with my eyes closed saying my prayers. Every night it would end with Please let me live long enough to be a mom. In Jesus name, Amen. In my eyes then, though I didn't communicate it, I pictured the whole package of husband and kid/kids. Well, sometimes it doesn't work out that way. While at first I felt like I had failed and was in a way embarrassed to be divorced, I no longer feel that way. I am a mom to a wonderful son and he, his dad, and I are all happy, we just don't all share the same house.

But really the prompt doesn't say am i WHAT I thought I would be but am I WHO i thought i would be. Most days I think I am. I work hard to do the best job I can in whatever I do. I keep God close in my heart and hopefully my actions. I lend a helping hand/ear when I can. And I hope in some way I leave this world a little better place.

Hmmm . . . So did I really want to blog or am I just procrastinating cleaning the kitchen? Probably both.

Good to back!

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