When I was in the 2nd grade I made the decision that I wanted to be a teacher. Most of the time when 2nd graders tell you what they want to be when they grow up that idea changes thousands of times before they actually grow up, but not for me. Yes I had other things that I would settle for but in the end every time I was asked my answer was always the same. I wanted to be a teacher.
It was no question that once I graduated high school and went to college that I majored in education. Truth be told though, sometimes you just have to take life as it is handed to you. My college path was a slow one, and once I had Angel it only got slower. After having Abigail finishing a four year college degree became nothing more than a dream.
It was really hard to run into people I went to high school with telling me they'd been teaching for 5, 6 or even 10 years and here I am with nothing more than an associates degree. I use to let that get to me, until I started looking at life a little different.
The thing is I have my whole life ahead of me to be a teacher. I know it would be a little more ideal right now, but it's just not a possibility right now. Instead of dwelling on that while I was staying at home I made it a goal to be the best work/stay at home mom I could be. It seemed like just as soon as I'd gotten the hang of being a great work/stay at home mom we needed a more steady income and I had to go back to work.
I work in a grocery store bakery. My official title is cake decorator, but due to recent events I haven't been able to decorate as much lately. Instead I've been filling in anywhere we might be short handed. The other day while I was singing and dancing all alone in the back freezer of our bakery I started to think about how five years ago I wouldn't have enjoyed freezing all alone in that room trying to organize our supplies. Five years ago I would have complained and possibly even cried the whole time reminding myself that this is NOT what I want to be when I grow up!
The difference is I've since learned that no matter how old I am as long as I still have life in me there is STILL TIME for me to be what I want to be when I grow up. I'm still going to be a teacher one day. The cool part is that meanwhile, I've learned that I'm a great writer. I'm a great illustrator. I'm a great artist. I'm a great mom. I'm a great cake decorator and good bread baker (still working on making that great!). I am not only good at all these things, but I love them! I love singing and dancing in that back freezer because it's all part of who I am. It's part of what makes me ME.
If you can't do what you love... Love what you do...
It was no question that once I graduated high school and went to college that I majored in education. Truth be told though, sometimes you just have to take life as it is handed to you. My college path was a slow one, and once I had Angel it only got slower. After having Abigail finishing a four year college degree became nothing more than a dream.
It was really hard to run into people I went to high school with telling me they'd been teaching for 5, 6 or even 10 years and here I am with nothing more than an associates degree. I use to let that get to me, until I started looking at life a little different.
The thing is I have my whole life ahead of me to be a teacher. I know it would be a little more ideal right now, but it's just not a possibility right now. Instead of dwelling on that while I was staying at home I made it a goal to be the best work/stay at home mom I could be. It seemed like just as soon as I'd gotten the hang of being a great work/stay at home mom we needed a more steady income and I had to go back to work.
I work in a grocery store bakery. My official title is cake decorator, but due to recent events I haven't been able to decorate as much lately. Instead I've been filling in anywhere we might be short handed. The other day while I was singing and dancing all alone in the back freezer of our bakery I started to think about how five years ago I wouldn't have enjoyed freezing all alone in that room trying to organize our supplies. Five years ago I would have complained and possibly even cried the whole time reminding myself that this is NOT what I want to be when I grow up!
The difference is I've since learned that no matter how old I am as long as I still have life in me there is STILL TIME for me to be what I want to be when I grow up. I'm still going to be a teacher one day. The cool part is that meanwhile, I've learned that I'm a great writer. I'm a great illustrator. I'm a great artist. I'm a great mom. I'm a great cake decorator and good bread baker (still working on making that great!). I am not only good at all these things, but I love them! I love singing and dancing in that back freezer because it's all part of who I am. It's part of what makes me ME.
If you can't do what you love... Love what you do...
