If you noticed, I said I'm 22 and married. Which means somewhere in between all of that learning, I got married. I was 20 and he was my high school sweetheart. So.. sort of doing things by the book. High school grad, college, bible college, marriage, graduation, puppies -- BOOM. Life. And then comes the dreaded question I hear at least once a week.. "When do you two plan to have babies of your own?", since - if you don't know me - I'm sort of obsessed with my niece, Lyric. I'm always taking pictures with her, talking about her and sort of still trying to figure out ways I can kidnap her without worrying my sister. I don't know how anyone couldn't adore her. She's seriously the funniest kid I know and she won't even be a year old until next month. Wow.
But when I hear people ask that -- over and over and over -- I often wonder myself, "When will Trey and I have littles?" I don't suppose I have an actual, valid answer. I feel like we just got married yesterday, even though this Summer we reached our 2 year mark.
Um, am I supposed to have an answer right now?
No. No, I don't think I am. I'm okay with learning who my husband is, still. Heck! I'm still learning who I am. The sooner I get myself figured out (which may take years, who knows?!) the sooner I can start leaving my mark on this world. I can't leave a mark somewhere if I haven't a clue who I am yet.
So, for once. I'd like to take this time to say no, I don't know who I am. I don't have children. I don't know what my career will be. I don't know where Trey and I will be in 5 years. I don't know.
And for once, I think it'll be okay.