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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