Then I graduated from college and those big dreams got a little smaller. A new boy was in my life, and he was "the one" for sure. We'd been together for almost four years and a proposal was right around the corner. He planned to continue on and get into the Physical Therapy School. In just a few short years he's be making tons of money and we could travel the world together, because you know we'd have tons of time off. I wasn't so sure about having kids anymore, although I didn't admit it to anyone. We'd just have a couple of dogs to keep us company. After a couple of hiccups and degree changes, I graduated with a dual degree in public relations and advertising. By the time my high school reunion rolled around 6 years later, I was sure I would own my own company and be a self-made success, who spent most of her time traveling with her hubby. I mean, when you own your own company, you don't really have to work right?
Three years later, I was in a tailspin from a serious quarter-life crisis. I had married "the one" and he decided I wasn't "the one" and we were getting divorced. Meanwhile, I realized I hated PR and took a job in sales that made me die a little more inside each day. All of a sudden, I was dying to become a baby-making machine that could rival the Duggars- because you know, getting divorced meant I would never be in love again and and probably die alone. I was living alone in an apartment I couldn't afford with a surly cat. Not exactly what I expect my life to look like at 24. I racked up credit bills like nobodies business trying to buy security, comfort and hope. I wasn't showing my face at any reunion. Hi, I'm Ashley. Divorced, in debt and usually drunk. No thanks!
I had almost succumbed to the idea that this was as good as it was going to get, when I decided to give dreaming another shot. I no longer had a plan. I just knew that this wasn't it.
Fast forward another three years.
Here I sit on my laptop. I have almost 3 years of non-profit/event management/online fundraising experience- a career that has given me numerous opportunities I never would have imaged when I was 17. I work on a regional level and have fun at my job every day. I write a lifestyle blog, which if you ask me is kind of like a magazine because people subscribe to it and actually choose to read what I have to say. I have a passion for online communication and social media; mediums that were almost nonexistent 10 years ago. I am single and not currently dating like my life depends on it, because finally, being single doesn't sound so bad. I live in California (a place I swore I would never live) in a two-bedroom apartment with a girl I met on craigslist and I love it. But most importantly, I'm not worried about the future. 10 years later I am absolutely content with the unknown and I can't wait to find out what life has in store for me.
It might be time for my 10 year reunion, but I'm not going to be looking back on what I have or haven't accomplished up until this point. Instead I plan to just enjoy this moment because 10 years went hella fast.