Futures Past: Daily Post

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As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision?

When I was a kid, there were three things that I wanted to be. Originally, I wanted to be a ballerina. However, I developed some physical problems. If I had been really dedicated to ballet, I would have had to have surgery to fix the problems. I was not that dedicated. In the last year, I have considered the surgery again but it doesn’t seem like the best option.
For several years of my childhood, I wanted to be a fashion designer. I drew all kinds of sketches with my Mr. Sketch scented markers. In hindsight, I should have been drawing with colored pencils. Are there any pencils that smell like strawberries? Do you think Tim Gunn would approve?

When I was in high school, I wanted to be a journalist. The word journalism was even engraved on my class ring. Where is that ring now? I have no idea.
So of the three careers, I’m probably closest to journalism because I’ve been writing this blog for a minute. My real life job is a nurse’s aide so if you consider that job, I am way off track.

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Just for fun, here is a picture of one of my first recitals. You’re welcome.

Please don't judge me. :) Thanks!
Please don’t judge me. πŸ™‚ Thanks!

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16 comments

  1. Love the photo!
    I think life is a process, until the very end. Most of us are still trying to figure out what we want to be when we grow up at the moment we take our very last breaths.

    • Yeah, it is not easy. I guess I don’t think of myself as just an aide. πŸ™‚ I think I’m a more of a blogger/writer. Of course, mommy first. πŸ™‚ lol Now THAT is a job.

  2. Nurse’s aid definitely counts as a job. The ones at my mom’s rehab facility make or break her mood, her progress, her entire day. We adore them! So, thanks for what you do every day.

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