Knowing

I remember when I was 25, I had a vision of what I wanted in my life: a nice loving husband and a spectacular career that made me happy and fulfilled. I felt ready to be committed to someone for life and was raring to take up my choice of career.

Or so I thought.

I didn’t realize that I still lacked a lot of things to make anything work: I was still immature, I wasn’t grounded, I was impatient, I was given to frequent flights of impulse that made me penniless more than once. I was petty. And horrors of horrors! I was fat!

Fast forward: Reality check, I’m 29, almost got married and a string of jobs (and of boys) that was never permanent (or made me happy). I am still immature (well less than I was before), less impulsive and have finally shed that 20 lbs.

But I will always be thankful for what I went through. Without everything, I wouldn’t KNOW NOW what I want in life. It’s hard NOT KNOWING what you want in life, or worse, not realizing that what you thought you wanted, was not what was meant for you.

It is true that maturity comes with age, because experience makes you learn and experience only comes from what you go through in life as you grow older. Of course there will always be exceptions to the rule. But you know what I mean ;-)

At 29, I know what I want: getting married and sailing. Now, the tricky part is getting there.