I wish my parents supported me as much as my wife does. My wife has always had my back and been by my side. She supports all my decisions and even backs up my wildest dreams. When we first met, I was tossing up between going off to TAFE to learn to become a plumber or going to university to become an accountant. I wanted to be a plumber. My parents wanted me to be an accountant and my now-wife wanted me to follow my heart. I wish that I had listened to my wife, and my heart, who unsurprisingly are very similar things.
I ended up choosing to go to university and now I work in a high paid job that I hate. I want nothing more than to just unclog blocked drains in the Preston area and get my hands dirty. It seriously wouldn’t feel like work to me at all. I would enjoy every moment that I wasn’t crunching the numbers or sitting at a desk. I made a bad decision all those years ago and I, unfortunately, won’t be able to ever reverse that decision. I shouldn’t have listened to my parents all those years ago.
I read my wife’s blog and I really agree with everything she said. I am sad about the decisions that I made and I wish I had made them differently. When our daughter grows up and tells us what she wants to be, we’re going to support her. Who knows, maybe she’ll follow in my footsteps and want to do boundary trap replacements in the Melbourne CBD for a living.
I would love that. But hey, maybe she’ll turn around and want to be an accountant. Even though I wholeheartedly regret my decision, I would support her if she wanted to do it.
Anyway, I know I haven’t really offered up any new information than what was in my wife’s blog. I just wanted to support the contents of it.