
Many times you hear people talk about how their lives never turned out looking the way they had planned. But, I wonder how much of their lives turned up with at least a glimpse of what they had planned? For the housewife who planned on becoming a pediatrician, but in the end is growing up her own children...Or the business executive who longed to be President. Both of these people, in essence, are doing what they had set out to be. For the mom, she longed to help kids - and she does. For the business executive, he wanted to write policies and lead others to success - and he does. In both instances, they both had a dream they hoped for, but the jobs they took on were much more different than they had planned, with very much the same result.
I think back in time when I was dreaming up ideas for the future with great dreams and aspirations...a time where when someone said I couldn't, I would look at them defiantly and say, "oh, yes I can!"
Growing up there were two things my dad valued the greatest - education and music. When each of us kids hit 4th grade, we would get the opportunity to take a summer school session to try out a whole host of instruments. One week we'd try the woodwinds - flutes & clarinets galore. The next we'd try the brass instruments. Then finally, we'd try the string instruments. During the first two weeks, I couldn't get past the vibration on my lips from the instruments, and never was able to push enough air through the instrument to even make the sound good. But you see, I think that was an excuse. As when I sat during my brother's middle school band concert, I was always so enamored by the vision of violin bows all going in the same direction. My brother told me that I would never want to play the violin because it was uncomfortable to twist your hand around "like so"...And there it was the message of can't...

I was sitting in that summer school classroom with so much anticipation to try that violin - because after all a) no one, I mean no one was going to tell me I couldn't (wouldn't want to) do something and b) those bows going in one direction were so beautiful! I can almost remember the first time I held that violin. The sound it made was something I couldn't compare it to. And it's beauty...
I was so proud to go to my brother to tell him how much I loved that thing (I really truly did - I played for 8 years after all). He really didn't care, but for me it was that exercise in independence. That step that defines much of who I am.
What happened to that self-confident 10 year old? I sometimes think that she'd be ashamed of who I've become. Someone who takes "no" at its first response, and refuses to fight for the things that she believes in. What does that say about tomorrow? What path am I going to choose? What changes are required of me to make these dreams a reality?
I think the real question is - what is the dream I want to come true among all things? Because I suppose, I can't decide on a path until I know which one I want the most.