I’m Bridget. I’m a wife and a mom of 3, and a long time ago, I earned a Bachelor’s Degree in History from Weber State University in Ogden, UT. “Why would you major in History?” is a question I was frequently asked, quickly followed by the statement, “Oh, you must want to be a teacher.” Well, not exactly. What I really wanted to do was be a mom, for which we all know a degree is not required, however, I figured why not be an educated lady, eh? Since I was never really planning on using my degree to launch a long and lucrative career in the real world, I felt free to major in something I loved. Something that interested me. It turned out that was History.
Now, to those of you thinking that spending all the time, money, and energy required to obtain a college degree with no intent of working in the field I majored in was a poor life choice, to you I say, touché. Nevertheless, I read and wrote and marched happily toward my unmarketable degree. And I can’t say I’ve ever regretted it. Learning about the history of our world has benefitted me in countless ways, and changed the way I view the world. The more I learn about history, the more I can accept the things I don’t like, and appreciate the things I love. By the way, I did end up in the working world after graduation as an “employment counselor” for the State of Utah. This lasted for about 6 years before I finally did become a mother, but those are stories for another time.
The most fascinating thing to me about history is that it is both set in stone and ever changing. Something happens, and the world feels one way about it, and then, 10, 50, or 100 years later, human opinion toward the event can completely change. Historical occurrences are lessons about life, patiently waiting for us to pay attention. Whatever we are experiencing now, personally and as a society, it has, it seems to me, all happened before. I’ve often found myself in moments of true happiness, sadness, boredom, or excitement having a feeling of Deja vu, and then I realize that my situation is very similar to that of some historical person’s (though usually in a much more mundane way. I’m not living some type of Joan of Arc lifestyle or anything). I’ve heard countless times that life has no instruction manual, and while this is very true, I think a history book just might be a good substitute.
yesterdaysgirlworpresscom.wordpress.com will highlight historical events, chosen by me, randomly and purely from what tickles my fancy at the moment. I won’t get overly academic here, after all who wants to read an encyclopedia? I’m focusing on the history as it relates to the human experience. Let’s remember together some things that have happened, and find some meaning in them to apply to real life. Or, let’s just be amused and amazed at the history of the world we are all lucky to be a part of.
photo courtesy Kim McFadden, KMAC Photography