Yesterday I watched my beautiful niece graduate from high school. As I watched her walk across the stage, I started to think about my life. I walked across that stage 20 years ago (I’m desperately trying to forget that its been that long). As with most kids that age, you are full of hope, scared as hell and have no idea what your life is really going to turn out like. I started thinking about the dreams and goals that I had. Am I living the life I thought I was going to be? In short, no.
Like a lot of college aged kids, I changed my major. I got married before I even graduated college. Joined the work force. Got a divorce. Met someone else, fell in love and got married again. This time around, I knew what I wanted in a partner. Someone who makes me laugh, someone who has my back and someone who supports me no matter what my aspirations are. My husband knows that I am a tad obsessed with wanting to travel, he gets it and he lets me talk about it…a lot.
There always seems to be a reason we can’t travel as much as we want to. And that something is called life. We have to work, we have kids to raise, the house needs to be painted, oh and we are not independently wealthy. In spite of all of this, I am living life on my terms. Could I take a risk by quitting my job to travel the world? Sure I could, but I won’t. I’m not a risk taker like that (aka chicken shit). I have to know where my next paycheck is coming from, I need that stability. I am ok with this because there is an end in sight.
I was at a blogging conference last month and as I looked around the room, I felt out-of-place. The majority of the women in attendance were young stay at home moms trying to make money from blogging while raising their kids. Some were older and were embarking on a completely different phase of life. Me? I plan to continue working full-time, traveling when I can and loving every second I get with my loved ones.
I spoke with one of the presenters after the conference. She pointed out something so powerful it blew me away. It was so simple and its been staring me in the face the whole time and I didn’t even realize it. She said “No one else in this room has a pension.” I got so blinded by feeling the need to publish content as often as other bloggers do that I simply forgot that no one else is walking in my shoes. And right now my shoes feel really good.
The last 20 years have shaped who I am now and I can’t wait to see what the next 20 years has in store for me. And for this girl? She has her whole life ahead of her and I hope she finds her way to living life on her terms.
Are you living life on your terms? If not, what’s holding you back?