I can’t remember whether this kind of link is allowed, but it’s four minutes long and seems apropos with so many on here awaiting a college decision. But it’s not just about college. It’s about not knowing how something is going to turn out.
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Oh, I should play, I guess. I thought I wanted a baby girl and had two boys and loved every minute of it.
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I thought I wanted a particular job that I didn’t get. I was pretty devastated. Although it took a few years & another job in between, I ended up getting a job that I am certain was much better for me. I believe that when one door closes, another opens. If we have the mindset to make the best of what comes our way, sometimes we can be surprised by the results.
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I thought I wanted to live in Austin but ended up in Maine. It worked out great because I do much better in cool weather. Plus, it’s a beautiful place to live. I didn’t have the high-powered career I probably would have in Texas, but I found I enjoy the slower pace of life.
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For 5+ years I wanted to get pregnant and stay pregnant. After many failed IVF etc treatments and procedures I realized it wasn’t about getting and becoming pregnant but rather becoming a parent.
We adopted a newborn via word of mouth less than a few weeks after we came to that realization. And when we sought to adopt again, we were lucky enough again (and again via word of mouth) within a few weeks.
Our two boys were meant to be ours and I am SO forever grateful that I did not become pregnant and stay pregnant bc I can’t imagine life without them.
Not that it wasn’t a very painful process to get to that point of realization.
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Yes on the boys! I always thought I wanted girls. And they told us younger S was a girl! Later after another scan we found out and I was devastated. We even have the name plate for what he would have been named. But once he was here? Oh no way. Someone knew what they were doing giving me boys. I’m such an oddity in this little city 20 years behind the rest of the country. Raising a girl would have been tough for me here. I loved every minute raising my two kids.
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I’d have to go with the vice versa. I thought I really did not want the house we ended up buying when we moved here. It was a complete disaster, needed so much work, wasn’t a style I was fond of (mid-century) and only had one story. I really wanted bedrooms upstairs. Also, it was on the less-desirable side of town, closer to a struggling downtown area. My H had his heart set on this place, said it had “amazing bones” and I went along with the purchase, somewhat begrudgingly.
He was completely right, and I was wrong. I have come to adore the aesthetic, and because it needed so much work, we we’ve been able to (one room at a time) turn it into exactly what we wanted (still have a ways to go, though). The part of town we are in has ended up being very sought after, as the downtown (within walking/biking distance from us) has had an incredible renaissance. Finally, as I’m watching my parents age and struggle in their two story home, I’m ever thankful that we have a house we can probably live in for the rest of our lives, if we choose to.
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Many years ago H and I tried to move back to the midwest as we had always hoped to live in the Chicago area (not far from family and friends). But H ended up on a career path which kept us in the D.C. area for 38 years. Turned out to be great! We have loved living here. Ironically we are moving to the midwest (although to a different city) in just a few days.
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