Babbling About Family
Keep striving and turn a deaf ear
You fear their laughter may ring true
You know you can't live up to the expectations
Of the people who don't really know you
They tell you to shoot for the moon
But do you listen or do you wait?
Like a springtime flower about to bloom
Finding transition seems your fate
My Grandparents don't like the fact that I am thinking of changing my major. They think it is a mistake to go into teaching. They were both teachers for well over thirty years each. My Grandmother taught English and Grandpa taught Drafting and Engineering. In fact, my dad was in Grandpa's Drafting class and came over to Grandpa's house to talk to him, and that's how my parents met. My mom was 14 at the time. They got married the day after my mom turned 18 and have now been married for 29 years. But I'm going off on a tangent.
My Mother's parents have read that most of the jobs in the coming decade will be technical based jobs, like nursing. I can't disagree with this. I know that as a nurse there would be a high demand for my work. However, I am not as concerned with my job security as I am with leading a life that I am content with. I know I would be a good nurse. I know I would like the salary that a nurse gets (partially because it is over three times what a teacher makes). I won't like the hours a nurse keeps. Two of my aunts are nurses. I know the kind of hours they have to keep. I don't want television and a babysitter raising my children.
Okay, I realize that I don't have kids yet, but I want them eventually. I'd love to have 4 or 5. I will, however, settle for 2 or 3. Now, at 20, I know that probably sounds odd. I am nowhere near mature enough to care for another human being. I'm still working on being mature enough to take care of myself. But in planning for my future career and the family I hope to have, this is something I need to consider. I can remember when I was a child and my mother worked. I felt abandoned. I felt like she wasn't there for me. I felt so lost. I want to be there for my children. I don't blame my mother. She felt she needed to go back to work, and as an adult I can understand he decision. As with many children, I want to avoid the mistakes I feel my parents made. No one is perfect, but I want to try my hardest so that when my kids grow up and have family of their own they can look for positive examples instead of faults.
You fear their laughter may ring true
You know you can't live up to the expectations
Of the people who don't really know you
They tell you to shoot for the moon
But do you listen or do you wait?
Like a springtime flower about to bloom
Finding transition seems your fate
My Grandparents don't like the fact that I am thinking of changing my major. They think it is a mistake to go into teaching. They were both teachers for well over thirty years each. My Grandmother taught English and Grandpa taught Drafting and Engineering. In fact, my dad was in Grandpa's Drafting class and came over to Grandpa's house to talk to him, and that's how my parents met. My mom was 14 at the time. They got married the day after my mom turned 18 and have now been married for 29 years. But I'm going off on a tangent.
My Mother's parents have read that most of the jobs in the coming decade will be technical based jobs, like nursing. I can't disagree with this. I know that as a nurse there would be a high demand for my work. However, I am not as concerned with my job security as I am with leading a life that I am content with. I know I would be a good nurse. I know I would like the salary that a nurse gets (partially because it is over three times what a teacher makes). I won't like the hours a nurse keeps. Two of my aunts are nurses. I know the kind of hours they have to keep. I don't want television and a babysitter raising my children.
Okay, I realize that I don't have kids yet, but I want them eventually. I'd love to have 4 or 5. I will, however, settle for 2 or 3. Now, at 20, I know that probably sounds odd. I am nowhere near mature enough to care for another human being. I'm still working on being mature enough to take care of myself. But in planning for my future career and the family I hope to have, this is something I need to consider. I can remember when I was a child and my mother worked. I felt abandoned. I felt like she wasn't there for me. I felt so lost. I want to be there for my children. I don't blame my mother. She felt she needed to go back to work, and as an adult I can understand he decision. As with many children, I want to avoid the mistakes I feel my parents made. No one is perfect, but I want to try my hardest so that when my kids grow up and have family of their own they can look for positive examples instead of faults.
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