Monday, April 16, 2012

Sometimes the plan you have for yourself isn't what God has planned for you

I think it's possible that I am going crazy.

I always have my life planned out.  I always know what I want and how I want to accomplish it.  I am going into Elementary Education.  I will be done in three years, and I will find my Prince Charming before I graduate.  One year after I graduate, I will have my first child.  It will be a boy and his name will be Tyson.

Great plan right?  Kind of boring... right?  Yes.  Well, sometimes the plan you have for yourself isn't what God has planned for you.

Last week, I went to my English 2010 class an hour early because we were meeting in the computer center and I figured that I would just work on my 10 page paper until class started.  My professor was already there because he has another 2010 class right before mine. He walked by and said, "I know you're not in this class, but do you want to just go over your stuff right now?"  I agreed and we began by going through my essay.

He read my thesis paragraph, my hook, and a few of the topic sentences that I had started with.  He told me that my essay was looking fantastic so far and to keep up the hard work. He let me ask a million questions and then we started going over my grades. 

He said that I have 100% on all of my preparation points because I am always prepared and I am always in class. Then he started on my essays. "You got 100% on your first essay and you only missed four points on your second essay, so you are in GREAT shape," he said to me.  He then asked me about what I had planned for my future.  I told him I was going into Elementary Education. 

His response kind of surprised me... "Well good," he said, "Your talent won't be totally squashed there I guess."  What?? He then asked if I considered myself a smart person.  I told him that I did and he said, "Then do NOT stop at a Bachelor's.  You have more than enough skill to get a Master's.  In fact, it will be EASIER for you to get a Master's than it will be to get a Bachelor's! You have an amazing writing style that is unique.  You are very talented Sara.  I don't want to see this talent go to waste."

WOW. I was on cloud nine! He let me leave after he was done talking to me and class hadn't even started yet so I had another hour before Institute would start.  I had to call my mom ASAP. I told her all about what he had said.  I felt SO good. 

A little side-note here...  at times like this, I miss my Grandma Garner A LOT. She would have been the first person I would have called.  As an old woman, she always had more than enough time to talk to me and I was her only focus during that time.  She would always get SO excited for me.  I absolutely love my family and appreciate my conversations with them, but my Grandma was just... different.

 When my mom had to hang up, my mind was still RACING. I discovered in that moment that I really do LOVE writing.  I felt exhilarated! Ever since I have been at Dixie, I have been searching for my "niche". I thought it was singing, but I didn't want to do anything with that as a career.  I LOVE children, but I am bored out of my mind in all of my Education classes.  THIS is what I wanted to do! I had to text my mom. 

Me: Is it driving you nuts that it is going to take me so long to get my education? My teacher just made em consider switching my major to journalism. New York is a good place to go if that's what I want to do right? I will do online classes. Remember when you told me my talents would be wasted if I stuck myself teaching a kindergarten class? Well that really bothered me, but I kind of believed you. I wondered what I really love to do and my professor just really helped me realize what it is that I love doing (besides taking care of kids)... WRITING!! I will pay for it all I promise!

Mom: That sounds exact spot on!!!! I agree!!!!!!!!!!! 100% just go for it!!!

Me: I'm crying ;) I kinda feel like I just found myself in a way...

Mom: Yes I know you have!!!!! I love that you are accepting this! Write it down so yo never forget this feeling!!!!!!

I'm lucky to have a mom who is so supportive!  I can see how blessed I am to have her in moments like this.  There are lots of moms out there who would be angry with their daughter for wasting time and money in college, only to switch majors after a whole year and decide to move to New York.  My mom is cheering me on though.  She is such an amazing woman.  Her enthusiasm and encouragement is exactly why I am willing to take risks in my life.  I love her so much!

So now my plans are up in the air.  I am praying my guts out to find a family in New York to nanny for.  I am on five different websites for nannies.  Nothing has come up yet, but I know that this is what I am supposed to do.  About two weeks ago, I fasted, and I have not stopped praying.  I feel really nervous because there is so much that is unknown at this point, but I also feel very confident that this is what I am supposed to be doing in my life right now. I keep reading my Patriarchal Blessing too.  This is all that is on my mind lately!

will happen when I move to New York.  She tells me she doesn't want to talk about it because we still have two weeks together.  It makes me cry to think I am going to be so far away from her.  I won't be able to just pop by and say hello.  We won't stay up at night saying we need to go to bed, but laughing and continuing to talk anyway.  We won't be able to freak out together watching Vampire Diaries.  We won't be able to take midnight runs to Wal-Mart, the temple, or the fountain.  We won't be able to tell each other to shut up when we're being annoying.  We won't be able to sing at the top of our lungs to strangers on the sidewalk as we drive by. We keep saying that she has to get an iPhone so we can Skype each other every single day. She promised me that she will keep a video journal of her day so I don't get behind on what she is doing. My soul sister is part of who I am, and I am so sad to be leaving her. 

 
 

  And what am I doing? Packing. Packing for New York nonetheless.  What am I thinking??

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