Women's roles in our society

I often think about my life and where it is going. I always envisioned myself doing more than just staying at home. I always saw myself as a powerful business woman who would come home and be a powerful mom. I was raised that way, and I don't see anything wrong with a woman fulfilling her dreams. I do see the other side where parents don't see enough of their children, but at my daughters age right now, I think she would be fine being at a school for the better part of the day.

I have heard the criticisms on both sides of the spectrum. That the preschool teachers are raising your kids. Well, I have studied daycare curriculum briefly. This is my point of view on it. I think they're essential to our children's development. Although we all want the best for our children, we are not all certified to do so. These teachers know how our children learn, and how to teach them accordingly. I admit, i don't know how to teach my daughter how to read or her colors. My idea is just repetition, but I am too impatient for that.

At this point in my life, this essential commodity to me, cannot be obtained. Often in our ultra feminist world, the 50's are criticized. Honestly, I relate to them. It was a simpler time and I would love to go back in time and live those golden years. When I get down on my life, and the voices of other come into my ind that I should be going to school, working, putting those on a higher priority, I think of the simpler ages. I think of one woman in particular. Julia Child. Her story has been recently published for everyone to know. At the age of 38 she lived in Paris with her husband. She took up culinary so she would have something to do in her boring, childless, stay at home days. This then created her powerful career. Julia Child was 17 years older than I am right now, before she started her journey.

In today's society, everything is so fast-paced and so jam packed with things to do. According to our society I should already have my college career behind me and my powerful work career should be starting. I'm young. I've officially been an adult for 3 years. Why all this pressure? Why is there so much pressure starting in Middle School to know what you want to do with your life and start preparing? Women back in the 50's didn't have the pressure we do today. I do feel every woman should have the opportunity to go to school and fulfill their dreams, instead of stay at home as was expected back then. Since i am in that same position as many women almost 60 years ago, I try to channel those brave women who so patiently waited for their lives and so lovingly raised their families. I feel selfish that I cannot do that. Although raising a child is a great thing, I feel like my life was meant for something bigger.

When I look at my life and my unhappiness with it I truly do wish I felt different. I cannot change how I feel and sadly, for now, cannot change the outcome. In the meantime, I salute those women who were braver and so unselfish and more patient than I am, and I wish I could learn from them today

Remembering those lost

Today marks the 8th anniversary of that awful day our nation was attacked. I remember sitting in my classroom and all of us middle school aged kids had a very somber attitude that day. We couldn't believe or understand that anything like that has happened on American soil. Our day and studies were halted that day, along with many lives of Americans as we watched in horror and fear the events that had taken place.

I didn't know anybody i any of the events. I did know some close calls. A few people I know were on the very plane a day and a week before the tragic event. Nothing like that to thank your lucky stars. This event sparked a new found patriotism in our nation. For once we were all united together and set aside our differences by this horrific incident. many men and women volunteered their time and strength to help out nation get through this travesty.

It's sad to see that that feeling of brotherhood with one another by the simple commonality of nationalism has faded away. Mine still stands strong today. The welling sense of pride I feel when I see our flag flying high and proud in the breeze, the tears in my eyes everytime I hear our anthem. A sense of pride, with some sadness, as I watch doocumentaries or sit in a History class and learn of the past tragedies and triumphs. This still stands strong with me on a daily basis.

Eight years later, this day is still fresh in my mind, along with many other Americans. I take the time to type this small reminder and tribute. This day is hard to forget, but I ask that people will remember it for different reasons. Think of how it united us, remember that and continue it today. Remember it for History. History must be learned, so it is not repeated. Although we cannot always prevent those events, but we can react better, which I think we did after Pearl harbor caught us by surprise.

Let the blogging commence

As my first blog, this deserves an introduction. I am currently in limbo with my life right now. I do have a great life, a loving husband, daughter and dog, but I have no career and I am currently not in school right now. It seems that lots of things get in the way of either, life being the main one. Aside from daily events preventing this, I have no idea what I want to do. I feel like I'm too old to still not know what to do.

In hopes of getting to that point in my life soon, i have decided to start a blog. Currently I am yearning to be a columnist. Without any experience whatsoever, a blog is perfect for my creativity to flow and feel sufficient in my life.

Whether this gets a lot of traffic, or just family members follow it I see this blog being successful-at least for me as my creative medium.

To anyone who read the blog and might follow it; thank you for reading my writing, and please leave any feedback, since I am using it as my career tool. Thank you so much!
~Z~