Mr. Hines and I have been watching a series on National Geographic called “The ’80s: The Decade that Made Us.”
I lived the ’80s. I loved the ’80s. I was the ’80s. Me, with my big hair, a rainbow of eyeshadow painted on my eyelids, and big shoulder pads.
It is so interesting to take a look back at that decade now that we’re removed from it. It dawned on me as we listened to Rob Lowe narrating, recounting the era of excess, how much it has shaped my expectations of myself today.
What will we say of our modern decade twenty years from now? What lessons will hindsight teach us? I don’t know. But right now, looking back at the decade of my youth, what I value has definitely changed.
Then: As I walked the halls between classes, books in hand, I dreamed of being a television journalist just like Amanda Arnold on channel 11. I was going to wait to get married until I established my career, and having children wasn’t on my agenda.
Now: I LOVE being a stay at home mom. I enjoy simplicity. I’m passionate about homemaking.
But everyday, there is a battle in my mind between the career minded, materialistic girl from the 80’s and the wife and mother of today. I disappoint myself with each chore that is left undone, each take-out dinner that replaces a home-cooked meal, and every errand that gets put off til tomorrow. I wrestle with the truth that, despite what the 80’s modeled for girls my age, we cannot do it all.
I’m learning to let go of such great expectations. Do you expect too much of yourself?
See you in class,