Think Before You Regret

In my opinion, I've had quite the roundabout way of getting to where I am today.  I wasn't one of those people who grew up and stayed where they were raised.  I don't know if it's because I'm fickel or unstable or what, and I really don't care why.  Some people stay, some people go.

I was never satisfied with my life.  I was always self-concious of myself (which by the way is a LEARNED behavior because people are mean).  I did the normal stuff growing up:  played instruments and sang, played some sports, got good grades, went to college, etc.  It wasn't until I was 23 that I really took my life into my own hands.

In a bizarre turn of events, I found myself moving from Florida to Illinois in 2000.  I was seeing my husband who lived there and was broke, yet there I went.  I adjusted well.  I took a job as a dental assistant because apparently my business degree was meaningless to the businesses in downtown Chicago, even for an executiive assistant position. 

I was a dental assistant for over 5 years and then by accident really, ended up in massage school.  I have been doing that ever since.  I'm still broke.

At one point I fell into a type of depression.  I felt I had made nothing of my life.  I looked back at my entire life and found that I regretted every choice I had ever made, from making decisions to allowing others to make my decisions for me "in my best interest".  It went on from there and eventually I became a person I no longer recognized, inside and out.

Over time I began to meet various people in various circles.  I would talk to them and listen to them and their stories.  Maybe it was my age as well, finally shedding the youth, but I began to realize that nobody's life is perfect or without peril.

I began to see that the seemingly poor choices in life don't need to be seen as regrets.  They were stepping stones in your path to your end.  Every choice in life, good or bad, is made for a reason.  If you think about it, one slight change would crumble your entire future.  How many time-travel movies have we all seen?  They all relay that same message...except "Hot Tub Time Machine".

I've been married to my husband since 2001...the gentleman I moved up here for.  Though we've had our struggles, I cannot imagine what would have happened had I not made one of those "regrettable" choices.  We exist in life together with our three precious pooches (trust me, I regretted them too at one point), and we just do our best to make our way. 

I don't know what my purpose is in life, but it'll come to me.  And no, all my blogs will NOT be like this.  So...keep checking back with me.

Take care of yourselves.