Do any of you out there in blogger-ville, more specifically mom's/women out there ever wonder what the heck you want to do with your life? When I was little I never wanted to fly to the moon, or be a Dr, or a teacher, heck I never even really applied myself in school so I never really wanted college. My dad had worked countless jobs while going to school to become a firefighter and we never went without, we were always cared for. My mom was a stay at home mom off and on, worked at Bank of America for years and years and so I had a busy working family and I was the oldest of five. During my senior year of highschool there was a time where I almost did not graduate but I applied myself and did it, by the grace of God and my parents who helped me a lot during that tough time that sadly I had put myself in. After graduation I made half hearted attempts to work and go to college but I never felt that was my place to be, I worked at a grocery store making pretty good money, living at home which I did not like because I was ready for being on my own, yet I lacked the means to do so. One day I decided on a whim to go talk to the Air Force recruiter, I took a practice ASVAB test and scored decent but went home and studied more and took it again. This time I was able to choose somewhat of a job I wanted, I knew I wanted to be in the medical field because that is always a field that is ever-evolving, always growing and always in need...Or so my 18 year old brain thought! I went home and talked to my folks about it, they laughed and said "Yeah right!" not in a mean way but more of a "Ok Miss California girl who does not exercise, hates to get dirty, and hates being told what to do, how to do it, and when to do it!" A month later I was gone, my job was Open Medical which meant I would get some sort of medical job, and not end up with something like a cop or cook. I remember my folks, siblings and my best friend Vanessa who is more like family and my sister than friend were all there to see me off. I had a small duffel bag, filled with essentials, we said our tearful goodbyes at LAX airport and I was off! My dad even took a picture of me on the plane, this was pre- 9/11 and it was my first journey alone and my first trip on an airplane. I sat next to this hot guy and we flirted back and forth the whole way to Texas. I got off the plane in San Antonio, got my bag and from there my life was forever changed. We stood in line at attention which I had no idea what it was until I did it for nearly 3 hours right there in the airport, waiting for other newbies then we got on a bus and headed for the base. Holy heck was I scared! What was I thinking? I was going to tell them in the morning I made a mistake and wanted to go home!!! Yeah right! We were yelled at to go into this building and wait, "Hurry up and wait" would be a saying I would get rather used to! Somehow I raised my hand somwhere along the way, so sleep deprived, I told them I played a band instrument!??? Whattt? I played flute as a kid and other than that danced off and on my entire childhood and as a teenager up until after I graduated, but I went with it...What would the harm be? So I was now in a band flight with 75 of my closest friends and we had a brother flight (guys) as well who were downstairs and the girls were upstairs. They took us to our cozy home for the next 6 weeks of my life and yeah...It was the military alright, they made us all strip and shower in a single file line, talk about up close and personal~then we slept for a few hours and were woken up with screaming and yelling and tears(Me of course!) We marched everywhere, we all looked horrible and dirty, hair a mess, dirty clothes, scared, but as the weeks flew by I made it, I was stronger, I could adapt, I ended up playing the LARGEST bass drum in the world and my TI laughed and made fun of me everytime, all you could see was my tiny feet and arms just barely marching along...Looking back it was hilarious and I made some of the best friendships that I still have today! A few years ago my dad and I were talking about that time in my life and he said that he thought I would be back in a week, he did not think I could make it, but make it I did and I am now a United States Air Force Veteran and proud! I sadly was in during 9/11, when Saddam Hussein was found and killed, I have lost many friends who are my family, I have seen things that I cannot share but I can tell you this..The day my parents saw me at Basic Training graduation was the best time of my life aside from becoming a mommy. With tears in my eyes I saw my entire family who drove from California to Texas just for me, I held my head high, I marched with determination, my new life, and I marched toward a future that was unclear at the time but looking back now it was such a profound time in my life. We get pieces of time, for life is short and now as I sit here I wonder What will I do with my life? What do I want to be when I grow up? I turn 33 in a few weeks and am finding myself wondering what I will do. My mom went back to school to be a nurse at 50, my brother is a firefighter/paramedic, my sister is a Respitory therapist, my other sister will be attending UCLA in the fall, my little brother is still in school and then me...I am mom, I have an awesome resume with a lot of experience on it but what does it all equate to? I am in new surroundings, finding myself a fish out of water which is funny and ironic considering I am in Florida! Haha! For now my hopes are to continue to raise good kids, that love God, love learning and are respectful. My dreams are my own for now, and my Bucket list is still in the draft stage but I do know this....I am tough, I am not one to give up, or to giveup easily and will fight tooth and nail to make my life and the life of my kids the best I can possibly give!! I have met some amazing people here in Florida and am looking forward to meeting more, learning more about my awesome church, and getting back to the basics while enjoying being a stay at home mommy, until the right job comes across...For now the trio is my number one priority and that is the best priority to have isn't it? Children need their mommy's and frankly I need them, so I will close...Life is a gift everyone, and remember to stop and smell those roses, leave the house dirty if your kids want you to cuddle them, cook and laugh and dance in the kitchen with your little ones, ENJOY LIFE! We are off to the beach today for a few hours to make sand castles and laugh...Love to you all~And YES my family is my world! Enjoy the pictures!!! XOXO
Do any of you out there in blogger-ville, more specifically mom's/women out there ever wonder what the heck you want to do with your life? When I was little I never wanted to fly to the moon, or be a Dr, or a teacher, heck I never even really applied myself in school so I never really wanted college. My dad had worked countless jobs while going to school to become a firefighter and we never went without, we were always cared for. My mom was a stay at home mom off and on, worked at Bank of America for years and years and so I had a busy working family and I was the oldest of five. During my senior year of highschool there was a time where I almost did not graduate but I applied myself and did it, by the grace of God and my parents who helped me a lot during that tough time that sadly I had put myself in. After graduation I made half hearted attempts to work and go to college but I never felt that was my place to be, I worked at a grocery store making pretty good money, living at home which I did not like because I was ready for being on my own, yet I lacked the means to do so. One day I decided on a whim to go talk to the Air Force recruiter, I took a practice ASVAB test and scored decent but went home and studied more and took it again. This time I was able to choose somewhat of a job I wanted, I knew I wanted to be in the medical field because that is always a field that is ever-evolving, always growing and always in need...Or so my 18 year old brain thought! I went home and talked to my folks about it, they laughed and said "Yeah right!" not in a mean way but more of a "Ok Miss California girl who does not exercise, hates to get dirty, and hates being told what to do, how to do it, and when to do it!" A month later I was gone, my job was Open Medical which meant I would get some sort of medical job, and not end up with something like a cop or cook. I remember my folks, siblings and my best friend Vanessa who is more like family and my sister than friend were all there to see me off. I had a small duffel bag, filled with essentials, we said our tearful goodbyes at LAX airport and I was off! My dad even took a picture of me on the plane, this was pre- 9/11 and it was my first journey alone and my first trip on an airplane. I sat next to this hot guy and we flirted back and forth the whole way to Texas. I got off the plane in San Antonio, got my bag and from there my life was forever changed. We stood in line at attention which I had no idea what it was until I did it for nearly 3 hours right there in the airport, waiting for other newbies then we got on a bus and headed for the base. Holy heck was I scared! What was I thinking? I was going to tell them in the morning I made a mistake and wanted to go home!!! Yeah right! We were yelled at to go into this building and wait, "Hurry up and wait" would be a saying I would get rather used to! Somehow I raised my hand somwhere along the way, so sleep deprived, I told them I played a band instrument!??? Whattt? I played flute as a kid and other than that danced off and on my entire childhood and as a teenager up until after I graduated, but I went with it...What would the harm be? So I was now in a band flight with 75 of my closest friends and we had a brother flight (guys) as well who were downstairs and the girls were upstairs. They took us to our cozy home for the next 6 weeks of my life and yeah...It was the military alright, they made us all strip and shower in a single file line, talk about up close and personal~then we slept for a few hours and were woken up with screaming and yelling and tears(Me of course!) We marched everywhere, we all looked horrible and dirty, hair a mess, dirty clothes, scared, but as the weeks flew by I made it, I was stronger, I could adapt, I ended up playing the LARGEST bass drum in the world and my TI laughed and made fun of me everytime, all you could see was my tiny feet and arms just barely marching along...Looking back it was hilarious and I made some of the best friendships that I still have today! A few years ago my dad and I were talking about that time in my life and he said that he thought I would be back in a week, he did not think I could make it, but make it I did and I am now a United States Air Force Veteran and proud! I sadly was in during 9/11, when Saddam Hussein was found and killed, I have lost many friends who are my family, I have seen things that I cannot share but I can tell you this..The day my parents saw me at Basic Training graduation was the best time of my life aside from becoming a mommy. With tears in my eyes I saw my entire family who drove from California to Texas just for me, I held my head high, I marched with determination, my new life, and I marched toward a future that was unclear at the time but looking back now it was such a profound time in my life. We get pieces of time, for life is short and now as I sit here I wonder What will I do with my life? What do I want to be when I grow up? I turn 33 in a few weeks and am finding myself wondering what I will do. My mom went back to school to be a nurse at 50, my brother is a firefighter/paramedic, my sister is a Respitory therapist, my other sister will be attending UCLA in the fall, my little brother is still in school and then me...I am mom, I have an awesome resume with a lot of experience on it but what does it all equate to? I am in new surroundings, finding myself a fish out of water which is funny and ironic considering I am in Florida! Haha! For now my hopes are to continue to raise good kids, that love God, love learning and are respectful. My dreams are my own for now, and my Bucket list is still in the draft stage but I do know this....I am tough, I am not one to give up, or to giveup easily and will fight tooth and nail to make my life and the life of my kids the best I can possibly give!! I have met some amazing people here in Florida and am looking forward to meeting more, learning more about my awesome church, and getting back to the basics while enjoying being a stay at home mommy, until the right job comes across...For now the trio is my number one priority and that is the best priority to have isn't it? Children need their mommy's and frankly I need them, so I will close...Life is a gift everyone, and remember to stop and smell those roses, leave the house dirty if your kids want you to cuddle them, cook and laugh and dance in the kitchen with your little ones, ENJOY LIFE! We are off to the beach today for a few hours to make sand castles and laugh...Love to you all~And YES my family is my world! Enjoy the pictures!!! XOXO
You'll find that right job, I just know it! Keep your chin up, and enjoy this time relaxing on the beach with the kids! xoxoxo
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