Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Mom

The other day I took one of those Facebook quizzes that are super accurate- like to the point, nailed it, accurate (haha). But the quiz was called how similar are you to your mother? Haha like they knew after a few questions. Surprisingly, they asked good questions. And my results said my mom and I are pretty similar. Not twins, but similar. (Which I would agree with, and I'm sure she would too). There are other quizzes about which friend knows you the best, which friend looks like your twin, which friend is your guardian angel, and more that I have taken the past year, and literally every time I take these little quizzes, the result is:
 My mom

Once upon a time (about ten years ago), I wanted to be grow up and be different from my mom.  I didn't have anything against my mom growing up, I loved my mom very, very much. I just didn't want the same life. I just wanted my life to be a different path than the one my mom choose for herself. 

 
My mom went to college at USU, started out majoring in Mathematics, but switched to Family Studies. She got married at 19 and had me at 20. My parents built their first house when she was almost 22. Graduated college at almost 23.



She had four kids by the age of 26 and added two more in the next ten years.
 Had to include this one with C 
in a frame cause some of them 
have grown up a lot in 1 year
  

 When I was about 12, I knew I wanted to go anywhere but USU, why, because that's where my mom and dad went. I did not want to major in Mathematics or Family Studies, I did not want to get married until I was 22 and graduated, and did not want to have a family until I was older-like 25. I don't want six kids. 

But I was 17, applying for schools, and the only college I applied to, was USU. I didn't really have a backup plan, or want one (or want to pay the fees for applications, haha). I got accepted, moved to VA, and started planning on going back to Utah for college 8 months later. 

 
I got to my first apartment, and my mom helped me moved in. And out of all the apartments, I not only was in the same apartment building my mom was in her freshman year, but the apartment right next door. 

I started out wanting to go into Interior Design, until the first day of class, then I changed all but two of my classes. My second semester I decided on Finance, which is the field my dad is in. After a semester of math and economics and generals, I decided Finance was not in my future.

 I started my Sophomore year of school with no idea what I wanted to do, but knew I enjoyed my Human Development class I took my first semester. So I decided to take a couple classes in the Family Studies major. Which, is what my mom switched to. After my fall semester, I was hooked and official changed to a Family Studies major. 

Going back to USU after Christmas break
  
 By this time, I thought I was good, I finally decided on a major and had some life plans. I was nineteen, no boyfriend which meant no wedding. When I was nineteen and a half, I met my now husband. Although we did not get married when I was nineteen (I was twenty and a half), I still was a young bride, like my mohter. My husband and I got married in the Logan Temple, and so did my parents (I always wanted to get married in the Salt Lake Temple until my husband and I were dating/engaged). 
And now...I am planning on graduating college at almost 23, like my mom, in Family Studies. 

I love my life where I am, and I am not sad or disappointed that I didn't stick to my original plans of life. I don't feel like I am in my mom's shadow or repeating her life. I am excited to see where my husband and I end up in the next 1, 5, 10, 20 years. If it is similar to my mother's life, then I am fine with it (more advice I can get from her.. haha). But if it is totally different, that is fine too. I guess that's the amazing part about having our own choices, we can choose how we want our life to be. 


I am so blessed to have such a wonderful mother! Even though we have had many similar experiences in early young adulthood and some different, I am glad I have someone who knows me so well and someone I am so much alike that is cheering me on. 




Love you mom!


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