I have been so bad about keeping up this little blog of mine.
Honestly, I’ve had A LOT on my mind. To say this year has been full of change would literally be the understatement of the year. However, at this very moment. August 17, 2015… I am content. More than content… I am happy. From the inside out. So. Dang. Happy. I'm actually fighting happy tears as I write this post.
My newly 25 year old self is slowly, but surely figuring out what is most important to me and what I want out of this wild and crazy life.
Post Grad, I always saw my life tied to a career in fashion. It is what I went to school for after all, and it’s what I thought would make me happy. I was also lucky enough to have been given multiple opportunities in RI and in MA to work in this field. About a month and a half ago I was offered what I had referred to for years as “My dream job” at a corporate office in their Visual Merchandising department. I had been in contact with this company since the December before I graduated college and came close to getting an offer (twice) but it just never seemed to work out until 90 or so days ago. My friends and family were SO excited for me! They knew how long I had been after a job like this.
Just about the same time this offer was made, I was approached about an entirely different opportunity in an entirely different field. An opportunity anyone in their right mind wouldn’t sweep under the rug. I was nervous just thinking about what this change would mean for me. In fact, I didn’t tell many people about it. I had just started my new job… “my dream job” since before I had even graduated college!
-- I guess that is sort of when it hit me. My dreams are different now. My goals and priorities are different now. The life I want for myself and the plan to get me that life are different now. Part of me wondered if I was the only one still chasing the same dream they had when they started school. The other part of me wondered if I was the only one who was thinking my dreams had changed. I was making myself sick over the decision. People were going to think I was absolutely nuts. “No one goes from one new job to the next” is what I was convinced everyone would say.
I had a bit of a meltdown right before a concert on our recent girls trip to VA. I was beyond overwhelmed. (Aimee- I should have been wearing my find the silver lining bracelet ;-) ) My Mom was so great about calming me down and telling me it would all work out. I think sometimes we don’t take everything our Mom’s say as seriously as we should. After all, they’re our Mothers… they pretty much have to love us no matter what. Sometimes, we just need to hear it (whatever “it” is) from someone else. I think my Mom (being the smart and wonderful Mother that she is) knew that too, and maybe she mentioned how I was feeling to my Aunts. Maybe I’m wrong and she didn’t, maybe they just knew. I guess I’ll never really know. When we left at the crack of dawn two days later everyone lined up in the kitchen to see us off (a Henry family tradition that I adore) each of my cousins and Aunts gave me a big hug and wished me luck with my decisions and told me no matter what it would all be okay. My Aunt Kathy hugged me tight and said “everything happens for a reason” which is exactly what I needed to hear, love you!
Fast forward to this very moment… Everything does happen for a reason and I couldn’t be happier. I couldn’t be happier with the decision I made and I couldn’t be more grateful. I think people make a big deal about turning “twenty-five” … and for good reason, I suppose. You’re a quarter of a century old! But I also think it’s a bench mark thing. I think growing up you have an idea of “what your life should look like when you’re 25” and you just hope you’ve checked off each hope and dream you had in mind for that bench mark by then. I can’t say that I’ve done that but I can say that I’ve come pretty close… and I’m grateful for that!
Coming into a quarter century of life with friends, family, and a pup like mine… makes it pretty hard to feel like you’re not doing it right.