Confession: Occasionally I doubt the
decisions I've made. Occasionally I ask myself “what if?”
Occasionally I look at my friends and wonder if they know something I
don't.
Should I have attended such an
expensive, private university? I'm leaning towards teaching high
school rather than earning my Ph.D., so it's not as though I need the
prestigious credentials.
What if I had gone to grad school
straight after undergrad, instead of moving to France? I could be
halfway towards my Ph.D. already, with my Master's in hand.
If everyone else is having sex, then
why I do I continue to wait for marriage? No one would fault me or
think I'm hypocritical. Waiting to be in love is still an
accomplishment.
Occasionally these thoughts run through
my head. But most of the time?
I'm totally confident in what I've
done, who I am, and where I'm going.
I've watched my dreams come true, from
joining a sorority to studying abroad in France, from working in
France to interning at my sorority's headquarters.
I'm a fearless young woman in love for
the first time, working for an amazing French family in a friendly
suburb of a glamorous city, and gearing up to move to Canada with
them.
I continue to follow my heart, as I've
always done. My heart has led me outside of the South, which may
always be home, but is no longer big enough to contain me.
Life doesn't always happen the way we
plan it, and that can be a good thing. Yes, be ambitious, set goals,
but when your heart's desire changes, don't be afraid to change your
life along with it.
