Nobody said life was easy. In fact, nothing about it has been actually EASY. Even the things I thought I at which I would be good, and the things I would love… those too have proven to be challenges at one time or another. Nothing goes smoothly.
A prime example of this was the smack in the face I received when I became a parent. I never had any real career aspirations. I only wanted to be a mom, because I thought I would be really good at it, and I knew I would love it. Within the first sleep-deprived, spit-up filled, post-partum week, I found myself asking myself (sometimes out loud), “Is this somebody’s idea of a bad joke?” I can say, 28 years later, that most of the ride has been absolutely wonderful, with only a few minor glitches along the way.
Parenting is a major example. Something on a lesser scale? Try putting together a piece of furniture from IKEA. There’s always a piece missing… or a cable missing when I try to set up a new electronic gadget. It seems we always have to run back to the store for something.
Worse than going back to the store, is ordering something on line and getting the wrong order or what you ordered doesn’t fit. We ordered a parking pass for the third base garage and got one for home plate. We got a new modem, and in so doing, lost our phones, cable and internet, until hours later when the cable company helped us fix the problem.
Growing up I thought I’s be a good athlete and maintain a healthy body. Oops. Besides falling victim to addiction to nicotine, I had to stop drinking, eating sugar and high cholesterol foods. I’m lazy and overweight, sooooo that didn’t work out as planned.
Did I anticipate working in a field I didn’t study? No. Did I think I would do and say some of things I’ve had to do to further this career that was not of my choice? No. Is there time to start over? Maybe.
Don’t get me wrong. There are some things in life that have come very easy to me. The tickle I get in my heart at the mention of my children… the swoon when my husband is dressed (black tie optional) like 007, or when he brings me roses or dark chocolate… the sheer joy I get in driving my mother to laughter.. Those things come easy. And it’s those things that steel me to face the rest.
So no, life isn’t easy, but if you revel in the things that bring you joy, then running back to IKEA, or tolerating the “not-so-perfect” job, or cleaning the dishes after a diet meal… none of those things are insurmountable. There just may be some bumps in the road on Easy Street.