I saw this on Pinterest the other day and it reminded me that every major milestone in my life has brought change. Some small. Some huge.
I graduated from grad school and a week later got engaged. We got married and then 6 months later bought our first house. Two years later we moved back to Orlando and built a house. We moved into our home and had a baby…and then another.
I started running and kept going. I ran a marathon…and my life continued.
A part of me feels like something should have changed. A marathon is something that (supposedly) only 1% of the population have accomplished! But, here I am in my post-marathon blues feeling the same. My legs a little more sore. My mind a little more insane.
To be honest, my life feels like it’s now in a standstill. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m perfectly content being in half marathon land – FOR NOW. But, a huge part of me says, “What’s next?” Another hobby? Another marathon? Another baby? Do these even compare?
This is my reality though – I’m at a crossroads. A weird (but thankfully still completely flexible) age where I have to put childbearing decisions before anything else. Well, except drinking wine at my brother’s wedding 🙂 I keep asking myself I will regret not having a 3rd child. Or if I will regret not running marathon next year. You guys – what would Britney do??? (Wait, don’t answer that)
In my heart I know the answer. While we (I?) are still conflicted about becoming the Duggar family (minus 17 kids) – a few thing ARE for sure. There will be more marathons. And hobbies. And wine drinking. This I know is true.