As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision?
I can remember, for as far back as my memory allows me to go, wanting to be a doctor. It wasn’t the science that drew me in, rather it was the healing and the nurturing that appealed to me. I remember whenever my young friends would get scraped or beat up, I would run home to get a warm facecloth, bandaids and hydrogen peroxide, all used to put them back together. Blood and open wounds never bothered me, I never went so far as to set a broken bone, but I did fashion myself a splint or two for my sprained fingers over the years. I also was the queen of splinter removal, I did it quickly and painlessly.
My failure became a reality due to my complete disbelief in myself and my capabilities, I let my insecurities and fear dictate my life for most of my youth. If ever there was a lesson my present-day self could give my younger self, it would be to go for my dreams no matter what, it wouldn’t matter which university, which medical school I went to, the most important part would be becoming a healer; chemistry, biochemistry and every other nightmare of a class would eventually be passed, the details didn’t have to overshadow the bigger picture.
My mother read me an article about a women who just got her medical license at 58 years old; I admire that woman so much. The thought of going back to university and medical school doesn’t appeal to me now, instead I am hellbent on getting published and writing as a career, that is the dream that drives me now. I am not going to allow any negativity to stop me from my goal.
Andrew Reynolds said:
When I was five, I wanted to grow up to be a lion. My teachers and family weren’t as supportive as they could have been.
But when I turned 45 I did do one thing I’d always wanted – I went back to university and completed my BA in English. Next stop, publishing my writing.
You’ll get there, keep writing.
Growing up to be a lion, that is so cool. Hey you can still be the lion of poetry, going back to university to get your B.A at 45, that is in my mind a bigger accomplishment at that age than when it is gotten at 22. At the age of 45, your life is very crowded, getting a B.A in the middle of it all is amazing. You and I need to keep writing, it’s our job. 🙂
I wanted to be a teacher for sure. I am 48 and waaaay off base. LOL
There is still time, but hey, you are teaching your community with your great blog, you have so much to share, your wisdom and compassion. Hugs Jackie 😀
Laurie thanks for your support as always you are so very thoughtful… ♥