What did you want to be when you grew up? Why did you want to be that, and did you do it? Did you consistently plan to be whatever it was, or did you change your mind often? Did you do anything like volunteering or interning to give you a taste of your future occupation/role? Were you as happy/satisfied with what you became as you thought you would be? What surprised you? Would you choose it again? Do you still want to be something else - either in addition to or instead of?When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a teacher when I grew up. Then I wanted to be a nurse. I fluctuated between those two occupations all of my growing-up years. After my mother died when I was 16, I'd seen enough of hospitals and was beginning to grow squeamish about nursing, so I swung all the way back to wanting to be a teacher and stayed there. I wanted to teach Home Economics by the time I graduated high school, with a minor in English. I chose Home Ec because I love all things home and marriage and children, and I wanted to teach young ladies to prepare themselves to be godly wives and mothers. English was my second choice because I just love English. I know. I'm weird.
When time for college arrived, I didn't have the money, so I decided to wait a year and save my money. Then I started dating Wes, and within that year, I was engaged. My dad questioned me about marrying instead of going to college, reminding me that rarely do people finish their education after they're married. Bills mount up, babies come along, and dreams get shuffled to the back burner. I glibly stated that I was willing to give up that education because I was in love and wanted to be a wife! I am not sorry I married Wes, but I have regretted not at least starting my college education when I had the chance.
Underneath all that desire to be a teacher was a stronger desire to be a wife and mother. In that respect, I have not been disappointed with my life at all. I have a wonderful husband, and our children . . . how can I describe how I feel about our children? I have this deep down satisfied feeling when I think of them. They are my heart, and I so look forward to their futures to see how God will use them. I'm not even dreading the empty nest as much as I thought I would, because my children leaving home means we have entered a new phase of life, and I'm excited to see what's around the next corner. Remind me I said that when we leave our baby and only girl at college next year! ;)
I'm now 45 years old and have been married almost 26 years. I've homeschooled for 14 years and have one year to go, so I have been teaching, to an extent. And I am dying to go to college! LOL In years past, that wouldn't have been possible because of money constraints and location. We still have some money constraints, but not those of raising three children, and with quality online classes, the location is not a problem either. So I'm hoping that within the next year I can finally start taking those classes I've put off for over 25 years. I'm still interested in courses that will help me teach girls and women to be godly ladies, according to Titus 2. I've been looking into Baptist College of America, which has a Biblical Studies degree that includes courses on biblical womanhood, counseling, and leadership that I find very interesting, and I'd love to throw in a few teaching courses too. I keep wondering if I'm too old for it to matter now. Retirement is only 20 years away if we retire at the traditional age. Can I justify the expense of college classes just because it's what I want to do?
Wes doesn't have a problem with it. We'll see what the Lord has in store!