There was a time when I thought my life was boring. I knew I was meant to be doing something bigger, something more and I didn’t feel like I was anywhere close to achieving what I thought I wanted. Truthfully, I didn’t know what I wanted. Some days, I still don’t. What I do know however, is that I want to live a life I’m proud of.
I live a quiet life in a small town. I prefer to stay in reading or spending time with friends in small groups. My days center around work, spending time with my family, and helping to care for my stepfather. I try to be a supportive daughter and loyal friend. I help when and where I can. My routine is fairly simple and honest. My life isn’t exciting or glamorous and I’m entirely ok with that.
Once upon a time I thought I had to have it all and do it all in order for my life to be considered a success. The past few years have taught me that’s not the case and the people who do seem to have it all and do it all are putting on quite the show. Instead, I’m living a life that is real. Sometimes I do feel like a fully functioning adult who has it all together; other days, I want to sit down, cry and throw a child-like temper tantrum.
As adults I don’t know that we give ourselves enough credit for living a life we are proud of—the careers that we’ve chosen, the friendships we keep, the place we hold in our families, the thoughts we think, and the little things that we do each day. I’m proud of the life that I’ve built for myself and where I’ve chosen to build it. I don’t have to dine with celebrities, write a bestselling novel, or have a mansion with a pool. There is complete freedom in knowing that in this moment, you are doing what you absolutely should be doing. And that is certainly something to be proud of.
I hope that you are living a life you are proud of too, regardless of what others think or society tells you . As long as YOU are proud of your life, that’s all that really matters.