Being Human...

 
Being human means that we often make mistakes and have a consequence that follows in its devastating path. As humans we sometimes live life on the edge and are always asking for more. I am human and I too make mistakes. Sometimes I fear that the decisions that I made as a high school student will affect me. I chose to go to college in hopes of becoming a teacher.I loved my college and the life I had there. WCU was a great stepping stone that I used.  

I regret that decision sometimes. I loved college and in some ways it was easier for me to go off to school than to stay in the place I was. Nearly all the girls that I graduated with are now either parents, or at least married. I have not went down this path yet and I fear that my window of opportunity has come to a close. I was so career oriented that I have fallen into the pattern of regret. I set a goal and keep it, but what I don't realize is that I forget who is important. That goal may not always be as important as the people around me.

Those who didn't go...

I no longer go out to hang with my friends, who in high school were awesome. They are either "give ups," moms, or divorced people. I hate getting the whole guilt trip every time I go to visit one of them. Most of the time they say things like:

1. “You wouldn’t understand because you have it easy.”

2. “College changed you.”

3. “You need to settle down and have a family. Teaching isn’t much of a career.”

4. “ You were always the smart one.”

       What they don’t realize is that I want to experience what it is like to have a family of my own.

Being Human

     I think everyone has faults, but some of us have more than others. Today marked the thirteenth time I have forgotten my keys for work at home. My mind must be slipping, or maybe I’ve got too much on my plate. Often I have found myself getting in my car with my house sandals on. Why must I keep forgetting important things?

     Hopefully, once summer comes I will be able to rid myself of responsibility and pressure for two months. I will be at home doing yard work instead of lesson plans.  A part of being human is to make mistakes and learn from them. Consequences happen when we fail to learn from these mistakes. I had to ask a peer for him to unlock my classroom door this morning. I stress all day that I wouldn’t be able to lock it in the event of an emergency.

      My mom and I had a very serious conversation concerning college. Often, I think about my decision of completing college. A direct result of being career minded has led me to the consequence of looking for the same attributes in a spouse. Small towns have slim pickings.  So many of my peers didn’t go to college and they have already catapulted into the married life. I haven’t ventured into that section of life yet. I think it is a human’s nature to wonder the, “what ifs.” What if I had kept my job at Fontana and never thought about school? How would life have turned out for me? I know my mom is anticipating the arrival of grandchildren, but I haven’t met the right person yet. Have I been so focused that the window of opportunity has closed? Questions have always encircled my decision. I love teaching, but I feel as if there could be more money made in another field. I would love the chance to go back and get a degree in nursing.

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