Hopefully you had the kind of childhood I did, and you were told from day one that you could be anything, do anything, go anywhere and grow up to be exactly the person you wanted to be.
It's a wonderful way to grow up, pushing your own limits and dreaming larger than life. I have envisioned myself traveling to so many places, exploring parts of the world and parts of myself before unseen. I've felt feelings within myself tied to the future, knowing that someday I would really feel that way because of where I was headed in life.
Lately, I've been scaling back my dreams little by little. Instead of anything and everything being possible at any given moment, I'm realizing that some things are impossible for me right now, at this moment in my life. I will not do certain things. I will not go certain places. There are things that I had once dreamt of that will not be realized, not today.
At first, it made me feel incredibly sad. I was going against everything that was natural to me and looking at life with this brand new realization of I have limits. I have a husband and children and a job and a hundred other needs before me that must all be met before my dreams. For them, for us, for me - I have to pull my head from the sky and take a long, hard look at my life. Where am I headed? How can I best get there? What are the things I can realistically do and be and give?
So much is expected of us as daughters, honor roll students, wives, bridesmaids, employees, volunteers, consumers, human beings. We are expected, programmed and encouraged to act a certain way, follow a certain path set out before us and reach certain goals by certain deadlines. If you really take a hard look at it, it's enough to make you freeze and melt.
My life has turned out nothing like my childhood mind saw. I am nowhere near the person I thought I'd be at this age. I have looked within myself and found that I am just a person here, attempting to do the best that I can with what I have and what I can get. I have gladly accepted that for some dreams, this is the end of the line. There are hopes and wishes and a hundred little ideas that are now tucked away behind what's real and important and now.
Being the dreamer that I am, I'm never going to say never. Because maybe someday, they will see the light of day again. Maybe when the kids are grown and the money is right and the time is mine to spend. Maybe, but maybe not. Either way, I have to be willing to accept it. And I have, whole-heartedly.
This is my life, as it is today with all the bells and whistles I can afford and manage to carry, shiny or dull as they may seem to you. I am making no promises to myself or others to do more or be more than my dreams can allow; only to be more and do more good of my own accord and ability. To me, this is accepting at its finest, and I don't feel as though I've had to settle for anything less than this wonderful life I call my own.