You know I was just thinking the other day about my life now and what my teenaged self imagined my life would be. I'm going to go out on a limb here and suggest that teenage Shannon would be surprised by quite a bit of it....
1. That I blog. Well first I'd have to take the time to explain what a blog was. We were just barely becoming computer savvy at my house when back when. I do remember a lot of late nights "writing stories" on my electric typewriter. At the time I dreamed of becoming a writer, like a published author loved by millions ala Danielle Steel, who I had mad love for back in the day. Gosh it's been a lot of years since I've read anything of hers, but I see at the bookstore that she's still cranking them out. Those dreams are long since gone, there is no desire for that any more. I'm happy with what I have here and the gifts it's brought to me. And in that vein.....
2. That I would have friends scattered across the globe, most that I have never met in person. I've got to be honest that still seems kind of strange, but that's the beauty of blogging and social media it's allowed me to connect with fabulous people that before now geography never would have allowed me to meet in any kind of a real fashion.
3. That volunteering would be such a big part of my life. That I would be involved with planning committees for fundraising events. That I would help organize people to raise thousands and thousands of dollars for good causes. That I would be vocal on these committees and toss in my two cents. Me, who doesn't like to speak to people. I still don't go for the public speaking bit, though.
4. That I have such an incredible group of friends. I mean, it wasn't like I was friendless back then, but I tended to keep to a few close friends. Now I have lovely group of ladies I can count on to make me laugh or let me vent or get out of bed in the middle of the night to watch my kids or bandage up one of them up on Christmas day or walk in a 12 hour relay or wash a gazillion dishes or just hang out in my living room in our jammies.
5. And finally the one I think would shock teenage Shannon the most.... natural childbirth.... not once, but twice. I could tell you all that's what I had planned from the start. That I wrote it right there in ink on my birth plan, but to be truthful there was no birth plan and the natural childbirth thing (and Abby was breech... bum first, the cheeky little monkey) came about only due to my own poor time management skills and that both girls were very determined to be born.... quickly.
What would your teenage self be surprised by?
2 comments:
that i have a kid. i was quite adamant that i wouldn't have any. until i was about 31 actually.
Interesting to think about. =)
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