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Saturday, February 5, 2011

The wrong path?

When I was about 16 or so my mother started telling my "You better watch what you are doing. I think your heading down the wrong path" Or "Those friends of yours are leading you down the wrong path" I would get so mad and shout back " Well it's my life and my path to take" this did not always go so well.  I swear she talked about this path I was heading down like I was really going down some bad dark road in some inner city in some gang war zone. So for the next two years That is all I would hear about do you think having sex before you are married will lead you down the right path? Do you think not going to collage will lead you down the right road? I would tell just let me go let me figure this out on my own. This is my life, "MY PATH" if that is what you want to call it. I would get so mad like am I car and now you would like to trade me in for the model you wanted. The model with GPS that only goes down the right paths so sorry you got the human model and I make what you call wrong turns. I got married at 21 and she stopped with the path talk. I even think she is happy with where I ended up in life.  I have not thought have my past called my path  for eight years until the other day when the girl I was best friends with in high school had posted something talking about paths. I think it went something like if you don't like the path your on chose a different destination. It got me thinking. I think I ended up in a really great place. I have two great boys. A wonderful husband. I have a marriage that most be can only wish for. I don't drink, or do drugs. I am not in debt.  So for all of the wrong paths I was told I took I sure ended up at the right destination. I don't really think you can ever really know where the path is going to take you. I enjoyed my journey, I love where it has taken me. 

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