Twenty- Seven years ago, tomorrow, my mom was 27, married and giving life to her second and last child, me.
Now that I am going to be twenty-seven myself, it is hard not to make comparisons of our lives. I will be exactly half her age tomorrow. That is wild!
At 24 my mom had my brother. At 24 I was a college graduate, had traveled around the world, and had completed my teaching credential, but was still in need of a job.
At 27 my mom had done some college, had two children, and was most likely in an unhappy marriage.
At 27, I have finally secured a teaching job that I love, I am marriage-less... boyfriend-less for that matter and do not see husband, nor child in my immediate future.
I wonder often how lives turn out the way that they do. My mom did not really make bad choices in her life, that I can see, and neither have I. So, why then does one lifestyle lend itself to one, more than the other?
At 27 I am happy with my life, but am hoping to be married with children before I am 35. This is not a request, but really and truly just a hope. These are the only major things that I have yet to accomplish/ reach in my life.
You'll see tomorrow, that there are still many other things I would like to do in my life. I am really looking forward to my 27th year. I think it is going to hold many great things for me.