Last week I received the invitation for my ten-year high school reunion. Cue all of the feelings you’re supposed to have when you realize you’ve been out of school for ten years. Add being single, sans kids and a person who coupons with a purpose, not for sport and a few more emotions surface. Not that I’m not proud of myself for being self-sufficient. I promise, I give myself multiple pats on the back throughout the week and feel that I’d get a genuine, “You go girl!” from Beyoncé if she ever met me. But, I’d be lying if I said that this was the life that I envisioned for myself ten years ago.
I was one of the producers for my high school’s video yearbook and remember filming multiple students’ responses to where they saw themselves in ten years. In my own mind I envisioned a corner office, CEO title and an au pair on the payroll (I promise, this isn’t an exaggeration. I legit thought I was the shit). Nowadays, I struggle with if I had an unrealistic mindset back then or if I’m possibly failing my young self now.
My dad, aka my personal life coach, is the one who I probably discuss this struggle with at least once a week (God bless him). I swear, no matter what issue I’m having he’s always there to give me that loving little kick in the ass that’s needed in order for me to get it together. Last week, he pulled through once again by saying the most simple, yet profound thing to set my mind straight again, “Courtney, no one ever got anywhere by giving up.”
I’ve realized that with youth comes imagination and naivety that are wonderful motivators when you’re constantly being told, “Dare to dream,” but can also serve as harsh realities when you’re placed in The Real World, constantly waiting for that Erin Brockovich moment. So with this little quarter-life crisis (btw, how many of these can you have and still be deemed healthy?), I’ve learned that I need to appreciate the things that I do have more and focus less on what I don’t have. I’m alive, healthy, have a dad to talk sense into me and most importantly, I have the opportunity to fail, whereas so many women in this world don’t even have the right to try.
And as always, Phil Marshall is totally right. CEO status (and I’m assuming Prince Charming) doesn’t come overnight. Who knows, maybe I’ll look back on this post in another ten years and laugh about how I’d eat spaghetti for a week if that meant I could buy new shoes.
PS – I saw this video a few months ago and constantly remind myself of these stories. Definitely worth the watch for a little extra motivation (PS – Vera Wang’s story is amazing!).