My high school year book fantasy picture!
I Could have been a....
Should have been...
Been there, done that...
What I always wanted to be was a...
Retired men ask this of other retired men
"What did you USED to do?"
Retired woman (my generation) ask:
"What were you"
There comes a time in most of our lives when we look back and think about how our life turned. Who gave us what advice, which road did we take and why? For me that one thing was doing poorly on my SATs. Believe it or not, I skipped about three pages. It was my senior year and so instead of McGill, my first choice, I ended up at University of Massachusetts. That is how I met my first husband.
In retrospect, I married too young and my career ambitions were put on hold. I was now a MRS. By the time my kids were grown, most of dreams were forgotten and I went to "work". It is now, in my 'elder' years that I am free to pursue my dream. I write. I write 30 -40 hours a week. We've already discussed whether or not that qualifies me to be called a writer. At my age, I really don't care what I am called. I am happy to know the difference between a modem and a router.
Do you ever think about your own turning point?
I think the boxer image says it all.
Hope to hear from you.