Am I late to the party? Story of my life. I’ve been a late bloomer in most aspects of my life. I started wearing makeup later than most of my friends (who cares), got my first car later than most of my friends, started college later than most of my friends, thereby finishing college later . . . much later. Once my husband and I got married, we bought our house later than most of our friends. I also had a baby (much) later than most of my friends. These are just a few aspects of late blooming I can recall. Now I’m late to the blogging party.
Let me say this (to myself, because I’m sure I’m the only one here right now). As it turns out, being late to the party and being a late bloomer have always served me well. So many of life’s lessons and gifts have been the result of my late blooming.
I started college late because 1) I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my career life and 2) I didn’t have the funds to go to college. It also seemed a huge responsibility to my 18-year-old self to make a life decision without some focus. This really resonated with me once I saw how often my friends were changing their minds (and wasting money) on changing majors. When I did start college at 21, I was able to pay for it with money I had saved while also continuing to work full time. I was able to stay the path and not change my major. Oh, it was a loooong path, but I kept with it and eventually went on to get an MBA. I was able to enjoy a successful career in my college major and have worked with some really great people and companies. Oh yes, there have been some not so great ones along the way as well, but this was a huge gift of growth and learning for me.
When all of our friends were rushing out to buy a house ready in time for their corresponding weddings, we stalled. We lived in an apartment for the first year and took that year to do some thorough neighborhood and home shopping. We didn’t want to buy a starter home or a temporary layover. We wanted a home that could be a long term commitment. As a result, we have been in the same home for 12 years. We have done some MAJOR renovations in this length of time. I’m talking some serious gutting here. We have made it our version of a dream home. Yes, there are still plenty of plans for some of this and some of that, but buying our house was so worth the wait.
Then there was our decision to hold off on starting our family. We had decided early on that when the time came, I would stay home for some time to raise our child(ren). We have both been very involved and excited about our careers throughout our marriage. It was important for me to feel fulfilled in my career before I put it on hold for X number of years, or possibly indefinitely. My husband and I were able to spend the first 10 years of our marriage traveling often and on a moment’s notice. We were able to just be together having fun, doing whatever we felt like doing when we felt like doing it, and sleeping in and taking naps on the weekend, if we felt like it. By the time we had our daughter 2 years ago, we knew we were as ready as ready could be when it comes to being a new parent. We had (mostly) rid ourselves of the travel bug , though I can’t wait to make our daughter part of the travel team, I felt happy with where my career path had taken me, and I was so glad I did some sleeping in on the weekends because there is no such thing as sleeping in now!
So yeah, upon reflection, this is the Cliffs Notes version on why being a late bloomer has worked in my favor thus far. I’m happy, grateful, and excited to be here. Late or not. ♥