The theme of my life... it's probably more than one, and it will probably continue to change over time as I learn more, and experience things over time. I know that it has already changed multiple times over the course of the years I've spent thus far. If I had to broadly choose one I would say, that it is "Nothing goes as planned, but everything happens for a reason." I say this because through out life I have envisioned it to go a certain way and the path to get there and I will admit that 9/10 it does not go as planned or how I want it but when I look back I realize, that I learned from how things played out and it has made me who I am today. As I have learned from not getting my way, struggling to get by, and hitting a rock bottom point in my life. The schedule I had planned for myself, at what age I would do what, etc, has never been accurate. I should be graduating with a B.S. degree in about a year, but instead I have transferred schools (mga being my third) three times, and took a year off (to become a GA resident). Everyone lays out this "poster-life" of how it should be, but they forget the main key, SHIT HAPPENS. Good and bad, life takes turns, and things change, relationships fade in and out, doors open and close...but all of that has lead me to a spot in my life, where I am actually happy. Would I change some things? Sure, but I would not be where or who I am today.
Something that I carry with me/ wear daily is a ring that my mother gave to be about 8 years ago. It is a white gold band with a pink sapphire heart. She gave it to me for Christmas, and I tried it on immediately, and have never taken it off since. Funny thing is, I have always hated pink. I was never a girly girl and pink just was not my color of choice. She knew that and some how still ended up getting me this ring, but when I opened it, that did not matter to me. I loved it, I never said anything about how much I hate pink, because we all knew, but it was from her. To her it may have been her just getting me a really nice piece of jewelry. But to me, it meant more, it is something that I can always have with me and have ever since. Especially now that I have moved over 700 miles away from home, and I cannot see her everyday it means even more, because when I look down the ring is always there. It symbolizes to me the comfort of my mother, the love that I have for her, and her for me...
I really like that you can stick with it and push life forward, if not always in the direction you plan. Well done.
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