Saturday, 20 December 2008

• Dreams

  I was thinking about my goals I wish to accomplish after reading tornado_chaser's idea about 101 things you want to accomplish in 1001 days.

  My dreams of what I would be some day have certainly changed over the years. I was born with Rheumatoid Arthritis and at the age of two underwent the first of many surgeries. The doctor suggested to my mother that when I was old enough I would benefit from a dance or gymnastics class. It was supposed to help my leg develop normally. This was what led me to my first big dream in life.

  I began dancing at the age of three. I loved every moment. By the time I was eight, I was just positive that I would someday dance on Broadway. Well, the problem with that dream was quite simply; I was a good dancer, but I was not a great dancer. I kept that goal well into my teen years and somewhere around seventeen figured it just wasn't in the cards.

  I graduated high school and the only thing I was sure about was that I did not want to attend college at that point. I met my ex husband shortly after and we were married just a year or so after I left school. My next big goal was to be the best wife and mother that I could. To look back now, I am amazed at how I immersed myself in my new role. I was the total suburban housewife. I even drove a mini van. My hair was a total mom do and I was very active in the kids school and outside activities. It seems I had the great mom thing down, but I was severely lacking in the wife aspect. We divorced after eleven years of marriage.

  Time for new goal setting. I had not worked outside the home in eleven years and had no skills to speak of. Retail became my friend and I went to work for a rather large company that pretty much owned my small East Texas town. This was not exactly my idea of a dream job, but it kept food on the table and a roof over our head. Goals were for a later time in my life. I was hell bent on surviving during that period.

  Interestingly enough, my divorce is what set in motion my new love. I found myself totally immersed in the paperwork that was my divorce case and a love of law was born. It took me almost five more years, but I finally went to school to begin my journey toward a law degree.

  After a few false starts that we fondly call Caleb and Emily, I have finally re-enrolled in school. I am a few credits shy of transferring to a four year school, but the point is, I am working to achieve my goal.

  I must say, the birth of Emily has also given me a new passion that I am working on as well. I began to write during my first semester back at school and found that I was not half bad. My professors always commented on my ability to come across funny and sarcastic without sounding bitter or mean. Apparently that is something that some people work hard to achieve and I didn't even know I was doing it.

  After the trials and tribulations that have been Emily's first few years of life, the idea of a book has been brought up more than once. Now, I have no clue if I have the ability to put together an entire book, but I darn sure plan on trying.

  As a young child I would have never said lawyer or writer when asked what I hoped to be as an adult. As an adult I can think of nothing I long to do more than either of those. All I can say is, John Grisham look out. I am heading your way and I will not be denied.

  How have your dreams changed since childhood?

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