Apr 30 2008
Writing Your Name On It
Life is funny…you think you have it all figured out at 18. You are going to turn that magical number and all the sudden everything is going to be exactly how it is supposed to be…not.
Suddenly you wake up at twenty-five, stuck at a job you don’t really like…the last two “forever’s” turned out to be not so…lasting. I think that’s when you start really answering the questions your mom always nagged you about in High School.
This is where I’m at…waking up to realize that your life isn’t going to change itself. Now it takes the guts…the guts to put yourself out there…whether it to be fulfilling a career goal…or just finding Mr. Not Prince Charming but Charming Enough for me.
You are going to get turned down…that job which informs you that only your mom likes your writing…or when that hot, perfect, dream of a man ends it via text message.
We are on the cusp of something great…if we reach out and grab. It isn’t an odd concept…Dr. Phil called it, “name it to claim it” but I just say I’m going to write my name on it. Don’t be alarmed if you happen to spy a big AYSHEN on Brad Pitt’s forehead next time he graces your television. Honestly though, I’m tired of the sidelines, I am grabbing my jersey and helmet and getting into the game…I may suck a little the first dozen times, but I will get the hang of it!
