What did you want to be when you grew up? I was going to be a doctor and an astronaut. Big dreams huh? I learned later that I couldn’t be a doctor because fainting at the sight of a needle might be a bit of a problem. Let’s face it no one wants a doctor who passes out every time they pull out a needle. It just doesn’t convey reassurance. The astronaut thing wouldn’t work out because I have heart trouble and they would never allow me into space. Although I do have a relative who was one of the very first astronauts and worked for many years with NASA. He tested airplanes for the Air Force before joining NASA so there must be a screw loose somewhere in the family gene pool.
Do I regret that my childhood dreams never became a reality? Not really. Looking back now, honestly, those were dreams of a little girl who had been raised to believe that you were nothing unless you did something important or served your country in some great way. It has taken me years to be happy with myself and cast the regrets off. I am where I am suppose to be in life. Maybe I haven’t done great things but maybe I have in some way, during my life so far, touch another person’s life in a way that brighten it. Greatness is only what we make of it and to be honest I don’t think that great people set out to be great. They make a choice to do whatever the act is when required. Being ordinary can be just as fulfilling and has a lot less stress.