So there are many women I encounter as a nanny that I am in awe of. Single moms, women with several children, women who have overcome obstacles that show me that in the future I will be capable of the role of mother, wife, and matriarch.
There is mom 1. Neighbor who's husband left her with nothing. Well actually, with two children and a whole life to reorganize. Her story made me analyze how people fall out of love. The internal turmoil that a man must struggle with to pack in the middle of the night and be gone the next morning. I hope I never force a man to leave me like that. However, she is magnificently optimistic and full of energy. She has a beautiful home and her 16 year old has a brand new civic in the drive way. Win single mom.
Mom 2. Family friend who lost her mom to suicide as a young adult. I can't imagine my life without my mother, and the struggle she must have had to raise babies, plan Thanksgiving and Christmas without her matriarch to guide her through diaper changes and gravy recipes. I hope someday I am strong enough to be without my mother, but I pray it isn't before she kisses my newborn children and spoils them rotten. Or perhaps before she teaches me how to make her to die for apple pie.
I think about my current role as a college student and the labels it comes with. I am nanny, sister, daughter, friend, comedian, lover, dancer, and photographer.
These labels make me who I am currently but someday my roles in my career and relationships will mold me to be someone else. I have to realize that my feeling of stagnation with waiting to move is a misunderstanding, and I am actually forever molding.
