Ya'll, I'm sorry for the previous post. Thank you for the comments reminding me that I shouldn't let stuff like that bother me. I'm too old for their high school mentality - you are absolutely right.
Today will be much happier, I promise. :)
I recently discovered through Hebba that MamaKat offers weekly writing assignments on her blog. I think they're actually supposed to be done on Thursday's, but I've never been a stickler for the rules, so I figured I'd try one out today.
The topic is: "If you could rearrange three things about your life what would they be?"
Once again, I'm going to break the rules. I'm going to tell you why I wouldn't rearrange anything about my life.
See, I am one of those people who truly believes that everything happens for a reason. The mistakes we make shape who we become. We learn, we grow, we move on and most importantly become stronger individuals.
Take my college experience, for example. Around my second year, I had a pretty big circle of friends that I'd stay out with all night - going to bars, fraternity houses, parties, you name it. I didn't want to miss a chance to have fun. Unfortunately, I didn't always make time for class and before long my grades showed it. I got put on academic probation and they threatened to take my scholarship away if I didn't pull my grades back up. So, I had to quit going out. I tried to refocus and be home at a reasonable hour. And you know what? It didn't take long to find out who my real friends were. I was surprised. Turned out, most of the people I hung out with were only around for a good time. Once I quit partying, they mysteriously disappeared. So what did I do? I picked myself up, made new friends, and got my act together. And somewhere in the process, I met Kevin, who has turned out to be one of the most important people in my life.
I learned how to tell people no, prioritize, and recover from losing people I considered friends. I also learned how to have open and honest communication with my parents. I found out that no matter how bad I screw up, they're still there for me. (They might be livid, but they're still there.) We became closer because of my mistakes. It's funny how that works.
Today, I'm happy with where my life is. I have a job I absolutely love and I feel like I'm becoming the best me. I've found a church full of wonderful people that help make me feel at home and I'm finally proving myself to be a responsible adult. I know I can handle anything that's thrown at me, so bring it!
Now I want to hear from you. What mistakes have shaped your life? Do you have regrets or are you happy with the way things turned out?