I Chose the Other Path


Where I grew up, things were kind of the same. Everyone went to the same college, everyone got married and everyone had kids. I am sure it is like this in most places but coming from a small town it always seemed to be on steroids.

I never did like UTK but when I was looking to transfer to a four year college, I added it to my list of two choices. The moment I was there for my tour and talk, well, I knew. That wasn’t the place for me. I felt like a number, the chair of the department I had set an appointment with prior to even making the trip opted to take the day off. Well, that just sealed it for me.

I took off to MTSU, where I got to talk to everyone I needed to, got questions answered and felt like they actually wanted me as a student, not the money. While I could have made a better effort when I was there, I did manage to leave with a diploma, some education and a desire to not come back to where I was raised.

I always liked being different, I didn’t know it when I was younger, but I chose the path less taken. I love to write and that has always been my dream. While it has taken on the form of this blog instead of say, a paying gig, I will take it. One day, maybe someone will see the talent I have and offer me a book deal. Dreaming big here but it is my blog and I will dream as I see fit.

I knew that if I got married before I was thirty I would probably regret it. Now I can’t say if that would have been true but I know me and I know that the 25 year old me had no clue as to what life is about. I still have a ton to learn but at 36 I can safely say that my taste in men as well as what I want in life is much different than when I was younger.

I have friends that married young and they are happy. I am happy for them but I knew I was meant to be out on my own, to figure things out and to get some of my quirks under control. Some still are not under control but I am a work in progress.

While others choose the beach for vacation, I drool at my plans for wintering in NYC. There is still a part of me that would jump at the chance to move there or DC but at this very moment, Nashville is still my home even if I don’t technically live there at the moment.

I loved being in a city, where there really wasn’t a norm when it came to when you got married and have kids. I felt more like myself there. I am an oddball and I embrace it. It is one of those quirky things about me. I have my own style and for the most part don’t care if someone whispers while I walk by or makes a rude comment about my outfit.

And while my parents sometimes scratch their heads at my choices there is one person who most definitely had my back. Someone that I never really thought would be the one that said you are doing it right. And that is my Granny. She may have been old fashioned but in her own way, she got me. Other family members question my taste in politics and kid my parents about it but I chose my own path.

I voted for Clinton twice, Gore and this past election Hilary. Yep, I wrote her in and I was proud of myself for sticking to my guns. Mainly because, well, I miss Bill. But this isn’t a political blog, it is a blog about me, stumbling through my life. You get to see the good, bad and the ugly (well, within reason). I work in one of the most conservative fields and it has taught me that there is a time and a place to speak up.

I also have chosen to stay friends with exs. Not all mind you, it started with Mike and God love him because that boy needs all the love and prayers in the world. And it took a long time for us to get to that point. But it is a good friendship and when I need a laugh I can call him. My recent ex, the boy. Well, that one is a bit of a sticky situation but we are trying to be friends. And with this friendship, I think I have snagged at least one ticket to an Ole Miss game.

I know that it is weird to be friends with an ex but for me it works in certain situations. But then again, I am the one that likes to go down the different path. I even choose that when playing golf. I like the scenic route you see.

So for those of  you who have kids and you see them doing the opposite of what their friends are doing, take heart. They will turn out just fine. We just like to see where life takes us and stop and think about it a bit more than the average bear.

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Author:

What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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