I recently found out that a REALLY popular blog is written by a girl I used to work with. We shared the same cube. (She was a terrible conversationalist, by the way. Always talked right through my comments.) Anyway–I have to admit…I was shaken up, even a bit jealous. I kept thinking how much work I put into my blog…why couldn’t I be a smash success too? Then I thought about all the things I wish I did have…better photographs, better lighting in my house, better house.
She is pregnant now with her first baby, but had been married the same length of time as me, which is six years. It made me wonder what my life would be like if I had waited to have kids. What would I have done with my life? Knowing myself, I think this is what would have happened:
I would have graduated college and moved to AZ with my husband. But instead of being a stay at home mom, I would have searched for a job in my field, advertising. Blech. I would have settled for something and inevitably disliked it. I probably would have loathed my boss and/or coworkers and found my work ungratifying.
Then I would have come home every night and crashed on the couch, watching TV and Facebooking all night. (Okay so nighttime isn’t all that different now.) And I would have thought about having a baby. Because let’s face it…I’ve kind of been a baby maker for the last four years.
The point is that I doubt I would have rediscovered my creativity. At least to the point where I am today. I don’t think I would have had the idea to just stay at home without a job and try and make it as a blogger. Or a handmade business owner.
But when I really think about it, I wouldn’t change a thing.
Because of my choices I now have a profitable blog and handmade business. I have made lots of AMAZING friends through blogging. And I love connecting with the wonderful readers of my blog. Because without you, this blog would be dumb (yeah, I know, it’s still a little dumb sometimes. Hey, not every post is a winner.) And of course I have three gorgeous and smart children who I love to pieces. And I don’t have to work for an annoying boss or call in sick.
Where would you be if you’d taken another path? Do you ever think about that?