I’d thought I wanted to be a doctor, possibly a nurse, no, a teacher and believe me, I tried (phew!). But after several years (and no degree in any of them), I came to the realization that I’d wasted a lot of time trying to be something that my parents wanted me to be. Of course, this is not uncommon, so I am sure that many of you can relate. Almost subliminally, the seeds are planted and at a young age, we start to strive to be the “lawyer” or even that “baseball” player. Undoubtedly, our parents’ intentions are idealistic and they want the best for their children. However, when their desires cross over into their own personal realms of regret and are based on dreams that they never had the opportunity to fulfill, the line has to be drawn.
And so, I was recently speaking with an associate about what I’ve decided I want to be. Not a new dream by any means, but one yet to be fulfilled. I’ve never really been a nine-to-five kind of person and over the years, specifically within the last few months, where my life has taken on so many different and unexpected aspects, I feel a sense of urgency to make my dream a reality.
I can draw pretty decently and have always had that quasi-talent, never really taking it seriously though until my five-year-old asked me to draw an entire oceanic scene with sea creatures and an extensive coral reef (picture on his puzzle box) and I did, surprising myself. Always having appreciated the art of tattoo, I’ve wanted to get some formal training and apply my skills to the art.
Thankful that I’d put a real voice to my inner dream, my associate shared a great deal with me—resources that I wouldn’t have otherwise known about. There’s a pretty recent program where for a weekend, adults like me “who have not yet grown up to be what they want to be,” can step into their dream career and be given the unique opportunity to try it out before jumping in full-on. This vocation vacation of sorts was actually an eye-opener for a woman who wanted to really try her hand at being a pastry chef. It was a dream of hers she’d held onto for many years so when this opportunity afforded itself, she took it. She realized, without having risked much but a weekend, that being a pastry chef wasn’t at all enjoyable to her and that owning a pastry shop was much more difficult than she had thought.
Being a wife and mom, and being accountable to and responsible for meeting my family’s needs, I cannot afford to take the risks I would have in my younger, fearless, “I’ll take on the world” days, so, my “sense of urgency” mission to fulfill my dream and not to live them vicariously through my children will first be done through this program. Although this is something I really want, I also want to make the right decision that this really wants me.