I’ve Turned Into My Parents!
It’s happened. After all the years of hard work thinking I would become different than my parents; I’m the same. And this is the happiest I’ve ever been in my life; so I guess they had something going!
I grew up watching my father own his own retail business and watching my mother own her own speech business; everything she did was contract work. With a father who owns a retail business, you can imagine – retail businesses fluctuate with the economy…so our lives fluctuated with the economy as well. As soon as I was out of college and working in “Corporate America”, I always said…”I will never own my own business”. I LOVED the security of that paycheck. I loved planning in advance how I would budget and what I would do with my money. This was a sense of security and independence I’d never known before and I was NOT giving it up. As I said, “I would never own my own business”.
My mother always saw 7 or 8 patients / day (speech pathologist working in home health) and I didn’t realize until I was older (over the past couple years) what a fantastic job she had. She made great money per hour / per patient (Has her Masters and is well known in the field) AND she could work her own schedule. From ages 21-27 while I was in corporate America, I always “assumed” I would be one of the women who brought their child (or whose husband brought the child) to daycare around 8 or 9 am…and then would pick up the child around 5 or 6 PM. This was “the plan”. As I starting working more and working with more “working mothers”, my ideologies began changing. All they did all day was look forward to spending time with their child. They “worked” literally for their children or so they could pay daycare; I didn’t think this would “work” for me.
So now, almost 30 years old…what am I? I’m a business owner who contracts and consults on an hourly basis. I make my own schedule; and have times when I’m CRAZY busy and have times when I’m bored (not many yet, but there will be). What have I become? I’ve become my parents. A combination of / the best parts of both of them.
I don’t have a child yet, but like my mother – I want to be at every after school sporting event and be able to schedule days off without having to worry about “the number of sick days”. Like my father, I don’t want anyone else taking a percentage of my money or telling me what to do and when to do it.
So – while it’s taken me almost 30 years to admit it, I guess they got it right; and I’m going to be just like them.