Monday, December 30, 2013

Why 2013 wasn't all it was cracked up to be...

I didn't accomplish much I planned on in 2013.

Yes, I got a great job just out of school.

Yes, I am still with a great guy.

Yes, I adopted a puppy who needed me.

Yes, I bought a house.

Yes, I kept in touch with the people from college who really mattered to me for a whole year.

Yes, I have managed to hold my adult life together for a year after graduating college.

However,

No, I didn't volunteer any more than I did in 2012.

No, I didn't blog like I planned.

No, I didn't accomplish a single thing of my thirty before thirty list.


I have spent a lot of 2013 not really sure of what is going on in my life. I want to go back to school, but that is not something that is likely to happen anytime soon--Purdue is awfully proud of their education programs... $$$

I read an blog today about getting married young and how it's becoming the 'thing to do'.  Graduate college, get married. I see it all over Facebook. Getting married. Having babies. How so many girls choose to just follow the beaten path and get married and knocked up by 23--all simply to hide behind the perils and tribulations that come with being an adult. This is how she worded it:

I can’t help but feel like a lot of these unions are a cop-out. It is a way for young people to hide behind a significant other instead of dealing with life’s highs and lows on their own. It’s a safety blanket. It’s an admission that the world is just too big and scary to deal with it on your own; thus, you now have someone that is legally obligated to support you till one of you dies or files for divorce.

(Mind you, one of my best friends is married, 23, and pregnant, and I love her to death for it. I don't think every single point the blogger made applies to every single person out there. Buddy is doing exactly what she always wanted to do. Make babies. Teach babies. Love every baby.)

You know, the blogger made some great points.

"If your love is truly eternal, what’s the rush? If it’s real, that person will continue to be committed to you 2 months from now, 2 years from now, and 2 decades from now."

"Because at the age of 22, I have no idea who I am, what I’m doing, and who I’ll be doing it with for the next year… let alone for the rest of my life.  And that’s awesome.

" I NEED to develop MY dreams and MYSELF before I can truly be the type of woman you WANT to marry."

Maybe this blogger hit home with me because of the place in my life I find myself. I feel like we might be friends if we were in the same place.

While I don't plan on completing the exact same 23 before 23 the blogger mentioned, I think I might strive to take the next five months of being 22 and try to figure out a few of these things.

More to come.