Leaping off the Path

When I was a kid, decisions were easy. I was always a motivated child who knew what I wanted, when I wanted it and why, so when I found “Mr. Right” (where I least expected to) and I suddenly had to start making decisions that were not apart of my agenda, I started to panic.

Marriage is something that I have never dreamed of, really. As a child, I did not have dreams of being a bride or finding “Mr. Right”. I was always the little girl in charge or as my mother would like to call me “Little Miss Bossy”. I was too busy organizing neighborhood dodge ball games, building the sets of our backyard plays, managing the club in “the woods”, or practicing my catwalk for the modeling show. If I wasn’t in the show I was the DJ/photographer and MC all in one!

Once I matured into my teens, my priorities didn’t change much. My interests changed but not my attitude. Instead I was practicing tennis, acting in school productions and babysitting for neighborhood kids. I was determined to make something of myself, have my own career and live in Manhattan. Man, did I love Manhattan, even as a kid. I don’t know there is something about that city that I just always absolutely loved. I didn’t have time for boys! Sure I was interested about them and like most high school girls, I had my high school crush (whom I did in fact get the nerve to ask out senior year) but I never made boys my main focus.

Senior year of high school I had my first real boyfriend. He was in college and worked were I worked. We dated through the summer, and then I left for college in North Jersey. I talked with him on the phone and saw him when I came home on weekends but I knew I didn’t want to date him much longer. I was in college now, on my own (sort of) and was meeting new people, living the “single” life! I broke up with him 6 months after we started dating.

College was great! I was on the tennis team, meeting new great friends but there was one thing I was lacking. I was desperate to get off campus and to fulfill one of my dreams of living in Manhattan. That was where I felt I needed to be. I decided to transfer (despite my mothers constant worry) to Marymount Manhattan College halfway through my freshman year. I was in absolute bliss! I was not “stuck” on a campus, I was able to work (AKA baby-sit, that’s a story for another blog) for money (a lot of money considering I was a babysitter) and I was absolutely loving the Manhattan life.

Then I came home senior year for Thanksgiving break November 2002 and my life was never the same again….

…well, I tried to keep it the same for the approximately 2 years all the while putting Michael through relationship hell. But that’s a story for another blog.

So now here we are, almost four years later. We’ve been engaged for 8 months now. I still can’t believe it’s that long already. Most couples would be getting married in a few more months! Not us though, we’ve taken our sweet time and have just enjoyed being engaged.

See, life for me started out the way I planned and somewhere along the line, I got off track, or maybe Michael jumped onto my track and now we’re riding this master plan together. Regardless of how I got to where I am, I am here, and about to marry the man I chose to spend the rest of my life with. Now that was a big decision!

"Your life changes the moment you make a new, congruent, and committed decision." ~Anthony Robbins