There was a time when I honestly believed that I would marry Prince William. It was a practical decision, really. I wanted to be a princess. He was about my age (a little younger by 10 months, which is almost a deal breaker for awhile.) He spoke English. He was ugly. England is pretty magical. So, all the pieces fit together in my mind. Done deal. It wasn't a fairytale in my mind. It was simply something that I had chosen to make happen.
Then I join the Mormon church, and things got a little complicated. I realized I would not only have to go to England, find the prince and get him to marry me, but I would also have to convert him and change some British laws. It was getting pretty complicated. For awhile I had a plan that was ready to implement, but then -- simply put -- I changed my mind, fell in love with Tim Fellow and moved on to new goals.
The magic of this childhood goal is that I was raised to think that I could do anything. You plan. You do. You make things happen. Changing your mind is totally acceptable, but basically if I continue to want to do something, I could, in fact, do it.
This of all things makes me scared to be a mother because I worry that somehow I will not be able to teach this critical principle to my girls the way my parents managed to do for me. (Disclaimer: my parents did not encourage me to move to England and marry a prince. I chose that on my own based on the general teaching that anything is possible.)
I am incredibly grateful to my parents for giving my strength, confidence and knowledge. I think it is a beautiful thing, and it pretty much prevents me from waking up some morning hating my life because I know that I could have done anything and been anyone. Nothing held me back. The skies were the limit, and I chose to be me and live here and have these beautiful 3 babies.
Choice is awesome.
So, on Friday morning I watched the royal wedding with my little girls. It was a little emotional for me to remember my goals of the past. It brought me back, but it also made me feel happy and powerful and grateful for my today.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
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I thought of you on Friday. And smiled to myself because I'm glad for you (and me) that your goals/dreams changed before that one could come true :)
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