When I Grow Up

Hello Lovely

This past weekend I spent my days on the north shore taking in the breath-taking views of the rocky shore line and ice covered rock walls. This place has always been an escape for me from the hustle of real life. Up there I’m able to breath deep and take in all of God’s beauty created for us down here on earth.

Before we headed off for our mini trip it came into my heart to write about what I want to be when I grow up. That topic left me so puzzled and being 27 that feeling totally freaked me out!! My first thought was graduation is fastly approaching me and honestly I don’t know if my degree is in what I want to be. I quickly tried to find the silver lining in this. Hmmm, I thought well I guess I made a sizable donation to my collage (insert sarcastic voice) this thought did NOT make me feel better. I finished packing and we made the trip up north the whole ride my thoughts were consumed with the fact that I’m 27 and still haven’t the slightest idea of what I want to be when I grow up and news flash I AM a grown up!! We arrived and unpacked in our little slice of heaven for the weekend. We woke in the morning to a panoramic sunrise over lake Superior and…a soaken wet floor :/ maintenance was called and this strange little man came and put this freaken huge fan in the bedroom in attempts to dry the wet floor. I do not like complaining so when he offered us a different lake home I turned it down. We went on our hike for the day and returned to our little lake home. I took one step inside and the smell was so bad I could taste it!! SO we packed up our belongings and moved to a much newer lake home. Friends joined us and the evening was spent enjoying each others company. The next day after our hike we returned to our much nicer lake home ready to relax for the evening. Well that relaxing evening ended up being spent with two maintenance men in and out of our cabin fixing some widespread cable problem. In attempts to turn things around Zach ordered dinner from the main lodge. While eating dinner I had to drink what felt like a gallon of water in order to make up for all the spit that was being sucked out mouth due to my food being so salty. At this point nice, sweet, level headed Ashley had left the building and was replaced by angry,I’m going to give you a piece of my mind Ashley. As I sat there in anger it came to me what I wanted to be when I grow up. Talk about weird time to have an epiphany. It’s true God does work in mysterious ways.

As I sat there all crabby it came to me that when I grow up I want to be (dramatic pause) happy! Why is it that when we are approached with the question of what be want to “be” we automatically think job title? I don’t want my job title to be what will define me as a person. I want my character to be define’s me. I want to be happy. I want to enjoy every moment here on earth until I’m called home. I want to have a positive outlook on every situation. I want to be a good mom and wife. I do not want to be that crabby guest at a resort who calls and makes the manager wish she’d never chosen her career path. With this new way of thinking I quickly aborted my plan of calling the manager and made friends with the maintenance guy. I even offered him cheesecake! I wasn’t going to let a few minor hickup’s ruin my beautiful weekend with my family and friends. It’s amazed me how that one little thought changed my entire night around. I was able to sip a glass OK, bottle of wine in front of a toasty warm fire place all curled up with the one’s I love and my heart felt incredibly happy.

I don’t know exactly what career path I want to take yet and that’s ok as long as I’m actively  working towards finding myself I will find what career is right for me. I refuse to live a mediocre life. Psalm 139:14 says ” I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made” I fully believe that God has one crazy beautiful plan for my life and I will never stop working towards finding that plan!


” The time will pass anyway; you can either spend it creating the life you want or spend it living the life you don’t want. The choice is yours.”


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