I ain’t my Momma

Upon turning 22, my friend declared that “22 is halfway to 44 which is halfway to 88 which means you are halfway dead.”

(We are clearly no longer friends.)

Birthdays are kind of like New Year’s—they make you reflect on where you’ve been and where you’re going. You’re another year older. And another year closer to 88.

On the day of my 28th birthday, I couldn’t help but compare myself to those I love and admire more than anyone else in the world: my parents. I think about where they were at 28. And at this age my mother was married for 6 years with a two-year-old and another on the way.

If my life was supposed to follow those breadcrumbs, the birds clearly had a 28-year feast and unknowingly I stumbled upon the long, scenic route up the side of a steep mountain.

While I would be blessed if I had even 1/100 of the character my mother has, my life has not followed her blueprint.

I ain’t my Momma.

Chatting with another single friend the other day, I decided expectations for young adults are like kitchen cleaners under the sink to little kids. It’s just not fair that the blue stuff that looks like a huge jug of blue raspberry Kool-Aid is locked away behind childproof cabinets—seemingly unattainable. But here’s the thing: turns out that stuff may not be the best for us anyway.

My life and the lives of my single friends are not the lives of our parents. But our lives aren’t wrong. They’re different.

I’m single. I’m living on my own. I’m pursuing my passion for writing. I’m really great at making cereal for dinner.

I can’t help but compare myself to those I love most—and I pray that I have even a fraction of the love, faith, and character that my parents do. But I know You have different plans for me than you had for my father and mother.

I ain’t my Momma.

I’m me.

Your child,

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2 comments

  1. Anna Bachinsky · February 25, 2014

    “I’m really great at making cereal for dinner.” Haha… I love this!! And have to admit that I’m pretty good at it myself. It requires special skills to pour that milk into the bowl 😉

    But I love the message of this post. It’s important to learn from others and even be like them in some areas of our life but at the end of the day God has a unique plan for each one of us, and often times than not that plan is different than the one others expect of us. It’s so important to do what God calls you to do rather than what someone else did.

  2. myletterstoG · February 26, 2014

    The art of cereal making is not to be taken lightly!! 😉 Thank you for your comment, Anna! I’m glad to hear the message resonated with you as much as it impacted my friend and I when we were talking about all this!

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