My two kids go to daycare at the same location I once went. Last night just before dozing off I started thinking about all of the memories from Rita's (daycare provider) house. The times I was required to sit alone in the kitchen with my food because I refused to eat it. The countless hours building forts and tearing them down. The day I tried to pull a Dukes of Hazard move and jump through the window of the playschool house, but instead scratched my back badly enough to soak through my shirt. It was a time when I didn't think about what my current position was in life, I just lived.
Now, in the 'real world', every day throws a new handful of situations. For cryin' out loud, I'm already learing about different options and techniques to set up a successful retirement plan! Which leads me to my next worry fit. For the first time I am thinking alot about life itself. And about death. Someday I'll be gone, and it makes me panic with some uneasy sense of urgency that I need to try harder to take advantage of it all; my kids, my parents, my opportunities.
All that aside, I do know that I am exactly where I am supposed to be, even if I don't know where that is.
Now, in the 'real world', every day throws a new handful of situations. For cryin' out loud, I'm already learing about different options and techniques to set up a successful retirement plan! Which leads me to my next worry fit. For the first time I am thinking alot about life itself. And about death. Someday I'll be gone, and it makes me panic with some uneasy sense of urgency that I need to try harder to take advantage of it all; my kids, my parents, my opportunities.
All that aside, I do know that I am exactly where I am supposed to be, even if I don't know where that is.
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