2 posts in one day? Why yes, please!

As I write this, everything seems to be changing. I'm at that shadowy crossroads in my life when things start to shift and move and fall into different places. Better places I'm sure, but I am not used to them. When one reaches a certain age one is expected to grow up. Be your age, become who you are supposed to be, meet who you are supposed to be with and be comfortable with all of this at the same time. Who came up with those rules anyhow? They should jump off a cliff or something. I am a product of the age I live in. Had I grown up in the world fifty years ago I would have all of this expected of me much sooner in life. I also would have a more limited option in what I could or could not do. Everyone thinks we're so advanced now. Women have so many more opportunities! So many more options in life! I often wonder if I were born in the wrong time period. If somehow I would be happier if my only option was to marry and marry well, bear children, raise children, and then become an indulgent grandmother all the while desperately trying to keep my husband interested because divorce is not an option. I like the simplicity of it.

Now-a-days you simply have to go to college to make something of yourself, and a woman needs a career like she needs to breathe because what if you never find someone? What if you find someone but he becomes a back-stabbing, woman eating philanderer with a penchant for knocking you around when you voice your opinions? You simply must have a career or you have absolutely nothing to fall back on! It's like the world is trying to fix everything, just in case! It's almost like we're inviting these horrible things into our lives by preparing for them. What if we simply trusted people? What if we knew without a doubt that this is the man you loved and no one else would do? What if we KNEW he wasn't a philander or abuser or anything like that because we took the time to find out everything about him ahead of time? What if we knew divorce was not an option because he's all that you've been waiting for your whole entire life? What if we didn't need a career, or college?

Then who would we be free to become?
What kind of woman would I be?

A lot less confused that's for sure. But sadly instead I'm one of many struggling college students trying to make sense of their life. Trying desperately to nail down a major I can be happy with for the next forty years because who wants to pay and go through this all again?
I think not.
Perhaps you do not agree with me and this is all well and good. I applaud your modern thinking. I wish that mine were one and the same. Just do me a favor will you? Don't ask me what my major is because trust me honey, as soon as I know, you'll know. I won't be trying to keep it a secret. (same goes for the boyfriend.)