What I want to be when I grow up

When I grow up I want to be someone who my 7 year old self would be proud of, even if it’s not an archaeologist.

I’m turning the big 4-0 in a few weeks and it’s got me thinking quite a bit about where I am in my life versus where I thought I would be at 40, and where I’d like to be for the next 40 years.

It’s an odd age. I kind of feel like I’m old now, I mean I can remember something, that I did as an adult, and then realize that it was 20 years ago! Sometimes that alone just blows my mind.

A lot of people live well past 80 now though, so I’m not old yet, but I am firmly in the category of being considered a real adult who should have her act together by now. Do I?

40 seems like a good time to evaluate the expectations I had for myself at other stages of my life.

At 7 I wanted to be an archaeologist
At 14 I wanted to be an artist
At 18 I wanted to be a banker
At 25 I wanted to be an IT professional
At 30 I wanted to never work for a giant company again
At 35 I wanted to be a manager (in a giant company)

Not a whole lot of these actually happened, and that’s ok. In fact, at no point did I really dream or envision my life ending up right where it is this moment, yet I love my life dearly and am thankful for it.

Career dreams and aspirations are a good thing, just as any other kind of dream or goal is good, but our careers don’t have to define us, and even though I never did become and archaeologist I’ve enjoyed the jobs I have had. (most days at least)  The let me have a roof over my head, the important bills paid and taught me so very much.

Now I’m staring down 40 and trying to start a new path in blogging, again, not something that was ever on my list of things I wanted to be when I grew up. It is though something I would not have discovered I enjoyed and wanted had I not gone down the paths in life I have, and that makes me grateful for the road I’ve traveled.

After careful consideration I think I’m going to change my “what I want to be when I grow up” once again.

When I grow up I want to be happy
When I grow up I want to be thankful for what I have
When I grow up I want to be a caring and loving person
When I grow up I want to help other people be everything I listed above

When I grow up I want to not define my success in life by what I do to pay my bills.

When I grow up I want to be someone who my 7 year old self would be proud of, even if it’s not an archaeologist.

PS – Special consideration is given to today’s posting, that was inspired by my mom and this piece of wisdom she dropped on my Facebook this morning:
(In response to a meme of “Drink some coffee and pretend you know what you’re doing” to give context)

#throwbackThursday
LOOK AT THE CUTE BABY

That’s every day honey…….living is a ‘practice’. None of us knows exactly what we’re doing or why. Oh sure, we have direction and goals and knowledge. But is all practice for the next event which isn’t yet known. We know what we expect the outcome to be. Key word is ‘expect’.

 

 

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and I hope I do it!

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