Over the break my mom and I were looking up the requirements
for different schools that I’m interested for grad school. For those curious
it’s here at Arkansas, University of Louisiana Lafayette, and University of New
Orleans. I’m hoping for University of Louisiana Lafayette but will be happy to
just get in. One of the schools asks that I write a short essay detailing my
plan of what I want to do after I receive my masters, which, again for those
curious will be in public history.
Well here’s the deal, and don’t freak out Mom and Dad
because I know you’re reading, I… really don’t care what I do. I don’t. Yes, I
want a job and yes, I want to work but more than anything I want to have a home
and a family and a husband.
Now, I realize I blog about being married a lot. I know I
do. But that is what I want in my life. I will be fine working as a teacher or
in a museum or something else that you can do with a history degree, but more
than anything I want to be somebody’s wife. The problem is I can’t write that
in a scholarly way on my admissions essay. But the truth is I want to be
somebody’s wife. I’m a really passionate person and I put everything that I
have into everything I do whether it’s school or work or relationships and I
just feel like if I put that into being somebody’s wife it would be like the
best marriage ever.
I also realize that I’m nowhere near close to being married.
I’m not crazy. I know I need to be focused more on school because, obviously,
that’s actually currently happening. And I am excited about grad school and
finding a job, don’t get me wrong. But I also know that there is someone out
there who is completely 150% perfect for me. I know that there is a perfect job
out there for me, too. What I am struggling with, and learning to do better, is
to just sit back and do my best to be myself and let things happen. God has a
plan and I can’t take that over. So meanwhile, I’m going to focus on actually
getting in to grad school and enjoying my time here in Arkansas.
So thanks for listening… well reading… some of my own
self-therapy. Sometimes you just have to get things out, right?
Until next time, y’all!
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