I realize that 27 is by no means over the hill but when I think about where my 17-year-old self thought I'd be at 27, I realize how wrong I was on some things, and how thankfully right I was about others.
I thought I'd be married... but without children. In fact, I used to think I didn't want kids at all, and look at me now pregnant with a second one on my 27th birthday. But, I wouldn't change it for the world.
I thought I'd be a writer at some fancy magazine. But boy, am I glad I was wrong about that. I seriously have never been so happy in a job as I am right now. While I would certainly enjoy making a little more money than I do, I am so proud to be working at my alma mater!
I thought I would no longer be living in Edgecombe County. I always said I was getting out of here the first chance I got, but as I've gotten older I've realized what a blessing my little town is and I've loved watching it grow!
I thought I'd be married to the same guy I dated in high school and college. And thank God I was right about that one. I am so grateful to call Joshua my husband and happy that I get to raise two children with him.
I thought I'd be best friends with the exact same group of people. I was both wrong and right about this. There are some that I am still super close to that I was friends with at 17, some that I no longer speak to, and then there are friends that are brand new since then. I couldn't be happier with all my people!
Here's to some things going just the way you planned, and to those little changes that make all the difference!