How Life Worked Out

Life didn't work out the way I planned it.

I think the idealism of youth is actually wasted on the young, ironically.  We dream growing up and then, suddenly, we're older and we don't dream but we wish things were different (and there's a big difference there).  As a kid, we want to be older - to drive, to get a job, to get married... but, when we're older, we wish we could not have responsibilities and be a kid again.  What ever happened to making a whole game out of a stick and some rocks?  There are a lot of things that I thought as a kid that haven't exactly panned out.

I'm pretty sure that as a young boy, I was convinced that I'd figure out a way to be able to play all the time and not have to get a job like adults do when I grew up.  Well, it didn't work out that way.

Growing up, I knew - knew! - that I'd be in law enforcement as an adult, and that I'd live in the country in nature someday.  Instead, I'm in computers and I don't ever want to leave the city - I love me some Starbucks.

I planned to move from Texas when I graduated High School.  Instead, I'm 31 and my entire family moved away from Dallas.  I'm the only one still here (and I hate/love it).  I want to be somewhere prettier, like Colorado, Portland, Seatlle, etc.  Even California (if it was cheaper, or if I earned 3 times what I make now!).

I believed that marriage was easy and that it would make sense.  I thought that God would follow that pattern, too.

I hated the color pink growing up.  I also hated mustard and onions - I love them now.

I just thought things would be different.