I kind of have this attitude towards social media that I get annoyed when people post certain things, yet I don’t stop looking/reading. I suppose that makes me a hypocrite…I’m working on it. Anyways, this morning, I saw a couple of things that actually made me think.
On Instagram I had one old roommate post about her upcoming graduation from university. Her message said something to the effect that she used to pity the girls who graduated unmarried, yet now that will be her. She spoke about her upcoming career and how promising it is- but she doesn’t want it- all she wants is to be a wife and a mother.
Those words sounded way too familiar. I don’t know how many times in the past year when dealing with all this getting-my-teaching-degree crap I’ve told Tanner I don’t even want to be a teacher, I just want to be a mom.
Well then I ended up reading a blog post by another roommate. She got married the semester after we were roommates (we were 20), her husband graduated, she got pregnant, and ended up dropping out of college to raise her kid(s)/ support his career. She wrote about how she hopes her kids don’t judge her one day for dropping out and never getting a college degree, and of how now her greatest accomplishment will be raising them rather than having a career.
I found it ironic while reading both their stories, that both of these women wanted the same thing, were measuring themselves by the same measuring stick (a college degree), yet both managed to feel inadequate. One hasn’t had the chance to give up her career to be a mom…yet. The other chose to give the hope of having a career…for now.
This is the point where I probably start rambling about how their comments connected- but the point is I walked away with a renewed resolution to be happy with where I’m at now. I have a real, strong belief that God has a plan for each one of us- including each of my old roommates. He knows my desires to be a mom- but he also knows what skills I need to develop to be prepared to be one. Maybe having a career for a little while is exactly what I need. Maybe it’s just not the right time for the my little kidlets to come to earth. Maybe 15 years from now, heaven forbid, something will happen to Tanner and I’ll have to be the sole provider for our home. I say this seriously- ONLY God knows.
So I want to trust God’s plan for me. I don’t know want to compare my plan to anyone else’s. And I don’t want to despise/be jealous of/ judge where other people are at in their plan. I want to be that kind of person that helps others along the way. One day when those little kidlets do come along, I want them to love their plan and not feel rushed or anxious to move along in the plan just because their friends’ or family’s plans are different. Just trust. That’s all.