Ambition

Today I want to take a minute to examine the kinds of lives I thought I would lead as a kid.  As a kid, you have hobbies and interests, and your passions change daily.  As a kid, the thought of growing up into an adult seemed surreal and soooo far away!




I was a weird kid, the kind that is outgoing in public but had a lot going on in her head.  So, I kept journals and diaries since I was six.  The best part of this is that I chronicled all my dreams, days, and events for my entire life, with only a couple gaps in the late teen/ early adult years.  I still read through them sometimes, which is embarrassing, endearing, and like re-meeting an old friend all at once.




When I was really really little, I wanted to be a cowboy.  That was my first ambition.  In first grade, I wrote on a class paper that I wanted to be the first female president of the United States.  In second grade, I wanted to be a scientist/inventor after learning about George Washington Carver and the peanut.  In my later elementary years, I aspired to be an explorer.

In middle school, I had a few dreams that ran simultaneously: to be a librarian, to be an author, to be an artist.  I had a brief spell where I wanted to be an extreme athlete.  And also a mermaid.




By high school, I was honing in on my interests.  I narrowed down my realistic dreams.  I wanted to be a Broadway star, maybe in films, an author, and an artist.

By college, I wanted to marry a millionaire and forget about a career.  Then, I shot low, I wanted a job that paid the bills, which turned into a series of jobs.




Now, as a graduate, I have a career at the Community College in the Library that I am pretty proud of.  I am thinking of going back to school for a degree in Library Sciences.  I still want to be an author.  I still volunteer at the Local Theatre.  I still paint and have my own photography business on the side. 

But I can't tell you what I want to be when I grow up.  I still don't know.