Accomplished

I met a girl the other day. She is a student. English major. Hip type. So I've actually seen her around a bit. She makes me remember back when I was in college. It made me miss my old friends and being single. Mostly having my own time schedule. Go when I want to go, that sort of thing. I felt very independent and adult back then. Lately I've been feeling pretty dumpy and uninteresting.

So, when I met this girl I found out that she is my age. She said, "Yes, but you're a lot more accomplished than I am." I thought that was a funny comment and shrugged it off at the time. We talked for a while and I think she'll be a good sort of friend. But since then I have been thinking a lot about what she said. I'm accomplished? I've never felt that way before. I work at a copy shop. I don't PRODUCE anything worthwhile.

But now I'm thinking about what I have. I have a husband who is successful in what he does. And he's kind. I have a daughter. And I'm thinking of having another one. I have a college degree in a field that I like. I own a home. I spend the afternoon raking my yard and doing my dishes. And taking walks and going to the park. I am involved in my community arts organizations. I feel pretty good about what I have and where I am. I feel like I am moving in the right direction. I'm not all the way there yet. But I'm only 26 and I think I'm on my way. I just need to realize what I have instead of what I don't.