Who can say

I've spent my whole life being taught that my parents know exactly what life has in store for me. Every step, every decision already made. I've had that thrown at me from every direction. From things as large as what higher educational degree I will obtain, to whether or not I dye my hair.

Every thing has been planned out from the day I was born. 

When I step off the well laid path all hell breaks loose. 

One tiny step, one decision made for myself and its as if I've spit in their faces. 

I make one move that wasn't in the cards, a move for myself, and no matter the move I am wrong. They don't trust me, not because I've proven myself to make horrid decisions, but because they are stuck in their own world they've built for me, this second by second minute by minute walk through they've made for my life. 

Because they are concerned that if the let go of my hand I'll fall and get hurt. Thats what parents are supposed to do. Worry. And for all the fussing and over-exaggerated worrying my parents do they deserve an award. 

But I've decided something, life isn't about the things you are taught, life is about the things you learn. Sometimes it takes trying, messing up, falling and standing back up again to learn. To learn from your own mistakes or accomplishments. To look at something and be able to say I've done that and here I am now. For better or worse. Parents can teach anything but they are just preparing you for what is to come. There comes a time when they can't and shouldn't make all of the decisions for you. There comes a time where its okay to take a walk onto your own path, figure out what you really want in your life. A time that I think comes at different points in everyones life.

Who can say where you'll end up ten years from now? You can make plans, and work to make things happen, but no one can say what will actually happen.

 Things change, people change, your life changes.