Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Road Blocks

road_block I’ve been thinking about my friend and fellow blogger, Andrew’s, comments he made in a previous post.  I am humbled by the fact that I’m still his favorite blogger, but I also agree that we’ve both been through a lot in the several years that we’ve been blogging and have managed to do well in spite of everything. 

I started blogging in May of 2004 thanks to my friend Patrick who I briefly dated around that time.  I was newly divorced and playing the field a bit in terms of dating.  It seems like such a long time ago.  I have had many ups and downs in that time in addition to facing several road blocks along the way.  I think, however, that as annoying, frustrating, or hurtful road blocks may seem at the time, sometimes they help us move in a better direction. 

The many dating fiascos I encountered in the last eight years have taught me to not settle, to know what is important in a relationship, and to trust my instincts.  If I hadn’t dated Marty, I probably wouldn’t have become Catholic and therefore, may not have ever met Matt.  Having kissed the few frogs along the way, I realize what a gem I’ve found in Matt.  He is definitely a keeper. 

If hadn’t needed health insurance, I wouldn’t have gone back to teaching.  If I hadn’t gone back to teaching, I would probably have not pursued my library degree.  In spite of the frustrations I found in teaching, it ultimately lead to the career that has been my calling. 

When the going got tough from time to time, I often fantasized about starting over in a new city – running away from home so to speak.  I never found the courage to actually go through with it.  But if the state budget cuts hadn’t taken away my plan to become the librarian back in Hereford, I never would have moved to San Antonio where I finally found the right job, the right city, and the right man. 

So perhaps Andrew is right that I’ve reinvented myself.  I started as a struggling single parent trying to figure out the rules of dating again and living the small town life.  Now, I’ve moved to a big city (though with a small town “feel”), changed careers, and finally found love the way it is supposed be.  Oh, and now I’m a basketball fan, too.  While life is not completely perfect here – I still haven’t really found a “home” church and it’s kind of tough financially right now, I have to say that life is pretty good overall.


Leann said...

Isn't it amazing to look back and see the transitions and growth? If anyone had ever told us.........

Anonymous said...

Andrew's words were really kind and truthful! I really admire your choice to move and pursue what you really wanted. I'm very happy that you've found someone you like and have a job that you enjoy (most of the time - except for testing:P) ) these things are really wonderful!