I remember when I was a little girl I was always carrying around my baby dolls, playing kitchen, and wanting to be a good housewife and mommy. I wanted to get married, have a baby, stay at home with the kids, and just be a good wife. While this probably isn’t most peoples’ dreams and ambitions, it was for me. I know currently I work at a job that many people view as an “important” or “prestigious” job, but to me it isn’t fulfilling. It isn’t something I imagined myself doing.
Why was I in such a hurry to grow up? I wish I would have cherished the days of living with my parents, not having rent or a mortgage payment, and just been a kid. I think I’ve always tried to be more grown up than whatever age I am. For goodness sake, I went to the dentist today and when she asked me what I did for a living and I told her I managed a bank, she told me she thought I had just turned 18!
Sometimes I wish I could go back to those days, but most of the time I’m thankful for what I have and how hard I’ve worked to get here. It’s so rewarding to know that I bought this house with my own money, I can pay my bills on time, I have an emergency fund, and I live a simple life that I enjoy. And that makes it all worth it.