When you were 16, what did you think your life would look like? Does it look like that? Is that a good thing?
16? That seems like a lifetime ago. No, I am not as old as dirt (yet), just somewhere in between 16 and dirt! Lets see, that would be a sophomore in High School. Hmmmm. Classes then were things like Biology, Choir, and Algebra. Oh yeah, and then Theatre. I loved being in plays – I could be someone else! Yep, even then couldn’t wait to get out.
As far as what I wanted from life then, finish High School, go to college, and NEVER get married! Life at home was a bit of a battle zone. I never wanted any man telling me what to do. Guess I was a little independent, as they say.
So, rose-colored glasses?….lets just say I was naive. You really don’t learn a lot of life skills when you are playing mediator.
I thought once I moved out I would never go back… nope
I thought I would find someone who would love me and never leave me… nope
I thought I would never fight with my husband, well if I decided to get one…nope
I wanted the white picket fence… nope
Is it a good thing? Yes. I had no idea how to be a grown up. My expectations were unrealistic, they were based on fiction. I just knew what to do to appease the masses, as they say. I was a great chameleon. Anything to avoid an argument. I hated confrontation. I would run. Well, not really run. We had horses growing up, so I would get on my horse and ride away into the sunset. Guess I’m still a romantic at heart!
Hey, got my fence!
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