The End of an Era --- or Eras (Plural)
I can remember what I envisioned my life to be like eleven years ago. Almost nine months pregnant, I pictured a perfectly balanced life with one child and a lucrative Navy career, debt free living, incredible vacations and a relatively normal life. Eleven years ago I was not who I am today. I am not normal... and thankfully neither is my family. We are sweetly broken, awesomely flawed and exceptionally average. We embrace weird and we love it. Having said that, I am likely just like you.
Let me take you back...
Eleven years ago, I thought homeschoolers were crazy. Who would want to stay at home all day with their kids? Who would want to be in charge of their education? Who would not want to work? Well, three days ago we celebrated our daughters' last day in public school. We are officially homeschoolers.
Eleven years ago I was completing my Undergraduate Degree and getting commissioned as an Officer in the U.S. Navy. I thought I would be the Captain of a ship one day, pulling my ship into foreign ports and sailing the seven seas. Ironically, in 69 days, I will go on terminal leave from the U.S. Navy having never been deployed and never having been stationed on a ship... not once. I will be retiring from the Navy after 20 years of service and I will become a stay at home mom, my children's teacher and my husband's Navy "dependent" (more to come on that).
Eleven years ago, I certainly would not have thought that I would have had two c-sections, my life would be threatened by cancer and one day I would be overweight and overshadowed by depression. Conversely, I never dreamed about being a life, health and wellness coach for others. And yet, here I am, healthier than ever, running my own business helping others get do the same by meeting goals and become more than they believed they could.
Eleven years ago, I wasn't yet a mom to Mailan and Clara. I was pregnant with my first, however, I had no idea that when my precious loves came into the world they would slowly help me evolve into someone I previously never knew could exist. Carrie, as I knew her, started to fade away and the person I was destined to become was slowly starting to come into view.
So now, eleven years later, brings the end of eras. The end of my military career. The end of my daughters' life in traditional school education. The end of my working for other people. The end of knowing what I am doing. The end of my "normal" life. I am ready for my abnormal one. It is weird. It will be awesome. Our life is exceptionally average and I plan to tell you all about it, one adventure at at time.
-carrie
Let me take you back...
Eleven years ago, I thought homeschoolers were crazy. Who would want to stay at home all day with their kids? Who would want to be in charge of their education? Who would not want to work? Well, three days ago we celebrated our daughters' last day in public school. We are officially homeschoolers.
Eleven years ago I was completing my Undergraduate Degree and getting commissioned as an Officer in the U.S. Navy. I thought I would be the Captain of a ship one day, pulling my ship into foreign ports and sailing the seven seas. Ironically, in 69 days, I will go on terminal leave from the U.S. Navy having never been deployed and never having been stationed on a ship... not once. I will be retiring from the Navy after 20 years of service and I will become a stay at home mom, my children's teacher and my husband's Navy "dependent" (more to come on that).
Eleven years ago, I certainly would not have thought that I would have had two c-sections, my life would be threatened by cancer and one day I would be overweight and overshadowed by depression. Conversely, I never dreamed about being a life, health and wellness coach for others. And yet, here I am, healthier than ever, running my own business helping others get do the same by meeting goals and become more than they believed they could.
Eleven years ago, I wasn't yet a mom to Mailan and Clara. I was pregnant with my first, however, I had no idea that when my precious loves came into the world they would slowly help me evolve into someone I previously never knew could exist. Carrie, as I knew her, started to fade away and the person I was destined to become was slowly starting to come into view.
So now, eleven years later, brings the end of eras. The end of my military career. The end of my daughters' life in traditional school education. The end of my working for other people. The end of knowing what I am doing. The end of my "normal" life. I am ready for my abnormal one. It is weird. It will be awesome. Our life is exceptionally average and I plan to tell you all about it, one adventure at at time.
-carrie
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