What I really just wanted was to be like my parents. For those who don't know, my parents have been (mostly) happily married for 30+ years. They've stuck through thick and thin and are still happy. When I grew up, I wanted THAT. I wanted to wake up on Sunday mornings and go to church and make big Sunday dinners. My parents were the perfect relationship. They didn't argue. They always kissed each other bye. There were no problems.
Growing up through those awful teen years, that changed. I became cynical yet somehow hopeful. In high school, despite always having a boyfriend, I stopped wanting that perfect relationship. I stopped wanting what my parents have and I started wanting other things. I suddenly decided that my life was dedicated to traveling. I wanted to traverse the globe and help people. It was the reason I wanted to learn another language. It was the reason I went to Grand Valley. It was the reason I chose a political science(more or less) degree.
Now here I am, almost four years later and I've switched again. All I want to do is scream at myself. Except this time, I've taken an even deeper fall. This time, I've found someone who I can marry. Someone who believe it or not, can deal with this craziness (trust me, I find it hard to believe too)! The problem is that now it seems I can't have both. Career or marriage. Why can't I have my cake and eat it too?
I think the answer I'm looking for is that I want to travel with him and help people BUT it just seems like such a far fetched idea. Especially with the boyfriend trying to enter the air force. Its more likely a distant goal. For the present, it looks as if I'm going to be making sacrifices or choosing career over love and true love only comes around once.
What are my options here...?