"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
When I was five, I wanted to be a dance teacher. This dream continued until I realized dancers needed to be able to touch their toes, which is something I still cannot do. If someone asked me from fifth grade up until my sophomore year of high school, my answer was lawyer. It was shortly into my sophomore year when I started toying with the idea of being a high school English teacher, or maybe a band director.
But if you ask me today, my answer is lawyer.
This past summer, I had an opportunity to really think and pray about who and what I wanted to be in five and ten years. I spent months tossing around ideas of what I wanted to be, and how I was going to get it. Starting in early April, I toyed with various plans:
a different college; maybe I need more of a challenge
a double major; pushing me outside my comfort zone
maybe I just needed time off from school
I could just live on campus next year.
I couldn't reach a decision I was comfortable with. Almost every one involved money I didn't want to spend, not one offered me the sense of peace or security I was hoping to find. So, finally, I did what I had been avoiding the entire time.
I let go; I just let things happen.
The funny thing about our vocations, they're never too far off. It's right there in front of you, maybe just a step or two ahead, and always attainable.
There's a reason people ask us what we want to be when we grow up. It's because they're trying to plant those seeds young. Help us to create, realize, and fight for our own dreams.
Remember that cliche:
"Do what will make you happy, not earn you the most money"
It's a cliche for a reason.
Totus tuus,
LeAnn
