Over the weekend, my girlfriend from high school won an Emmy. Yes, you heard that right. She gracefully walked up on that stage alongside Tina Fey and graciously accepted her much-deserved Emmy as a fantastically funny writer for 30 Rock. Although it's been a few years since we've actually talked, we do manage to catch up on each other's lives on Facebook and isn't that just as good these days?
Her Emmy got me thinking, of course. As soon as I had heard the news, I immediately called home to my mom to make sure she had heard the news as well. You see, Tracey and I used to carpool to and from high school together and we even acted alongside each other in many a school musical. It's what I will say now when I talk about how, "I knew her when." Anyway, back to my point. Her Emmy got me thinking.
As I exclaimed to my mother over the phone, "Mom! Did you hear? Tracey won an Emmy! Right there alongside Tina Fey! A real Emmy!" I quickly followed it up with, "and here I am, wiping butts all day!" We laughed and my mom quickly retorted something along the lines of, "Oh, Ashley Paige. Don't say that. That's not true!"
And I knew she was right. Mostly. I know I do more than wipe heinies all day but believe me, when you're in the stay-at-home trenches of raising your children every day, it's very easy to lose sight of the bigger picture. To feel like you're actually making a difference as a hardworking,contributing member of society.
Now, I know I will never win an Emmy and I'm okay with that. After all, I don't have an Emmy-winning bone in my body, nor do I act, produce or write Emmy-worthy material, but I would be lying if I said I don't sometimes think about the money my parents "wasted" on my nursing degree. The one that cost them approximately $145,000 that I only used for five years. Granted, I like to think I made a lot of difference in peoples' lives during those five years and that those years shaped me and gave me a perspective on life that has truly changed me as a person and I'm so happy I spent those five years the way that I did.
I'm also grateful, however, that not once have my parents ever said anything to me like that nor do they even think like that for a second but sometimes I just think to myself, "Hmm. I would probably be a little bit bitter!" Now, that's not to say that I will never don my nursing hat again. I have absolutely no idea what the future holds for me in that regard and if rejoining the workforce in that nature happens to be in the cards, I will welcome that new role once again with open arms.
But that doesn't change the fact that my girlfriend won an Emmy and I just wiped up drool from my mouse pad. Who knows though, right? Maybe I'm raising future rocket scientists or astronauts or leaders of the free world. Or maybe Carter will be a literary genius and Maclane, a political defender of all that is just and good in this world.
Maybe they'll grow up to be incredible husbands and fathers. Compassionate, kind, honest and forthright.
And in that moment I think, "Shit. That's even better than an Emmy! Plus, it wouldn't really match my living room anyway..."