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Our debut post is from Miranda VonFricken. Miranda is a Motivational Coach who learned a new definition for the term "Plan B". I hope you enjoy her message.
I have a very vivid memory from the early twenty something version of myself. I’m standing in the kitchen of my tiny apartment, packing plates, when I had a moment of clarity for my life. I was in the process of moving out of my apartment and into a different one with a friend. The plan was to save money for one year before making our way to California, where I’d go to be famous and live the fabulous life. I was talented, motivated, and determined to be Brittney Spears. Ok, that role was already taken, but I remember saying to myself, “I will do this. This is what I want for my life. I want my name in lights. And if it doesn’t work out, I’ll just come back home, get a job, get married and have kids...” I had it all planned out, my dream life and the backup plan.
A year passed and I realized California was not going to happen; I made the decision to move to New York City and make it there. After a period of auditions, jobs, and unfulfilled goals, I decided to move back home. Disappointed in myself, afraid of what people would say, and full of fear, I thought, “what would I do now?” I guess I did have that backup plan, or plan “B” as I reluctantly referred to it.
After a few months of settling back into my home town, I got a job, got over my insecurities and tried to enjoy this “backup” version of my life. One evening I met a young man (isn’t there always a boy?) His name was Ben, I called him “B” for fun. About a month or so into dating we started to make plans and discuss a future together. We got married, I (officially) became second mom to an awesome boy, we had a baby girl, and moved to a new town. I was in deep!
At times the stress of being a wife and mother weighed on me. I learned quickly that life can be one “to-do” after the other and I often wonder if I would have been happier fighting a little harder for that original dream life. Was California where I was really meant to be? Did I throw in the towel as soon as times got a little too hard? Those thoughts pop in my head every now and again but then I had another moment of clarity… this time in our back yard.
I wasn’t sitting in the fanciest chair and certainly didn’t have the greenest grass in the neighborhood, but as I saw my son and his friends jumping on the trampoline, my daughter chasing the dog, and my husband prepping the fire to roast marshmallows, I realized… I was smack dab in the middle of my “plan B” life… and it was awesome!
Yes, I came home, got a job, got married, and had kids, but it wasn’t “just” at all. I have a career I’m extremely passionate about, my family is cooler than I could have ever imagined, and I’m loved tremendously, every day! I didn’t just come home, I created a home.
Plan B?
Sure.
But it no longer stands for Backup! It’s for Ben, babies, beauty, and blessings. I may not be “famous” in the popular respect, but boy am I living a fabulous life… and I know the BEST is yet to come.
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