When I was little,
and people would ask what I wanted to be when I grew up,
I would always say, "A Ballerina!"
Except when I would say
Marine Biologist!

I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
Which I suppose is okay since I am not sure
precisely when it is
that I will actually
grow up.

I still want to be a ballerina.
A doctor.
An actress.
An artist.
A teacher. 
I even tried my hand a little at each vocation.

I danced up until I was 23 years old and on the verge of
perfecting a really nasty eating disorder.

I consistently win "Best Dramatic Performance by a Female in a Lead Role"
at the Pelton Academy Awards.
Although Elena might be usurping my title this year.

I quilt.
I knit.
I take photos.
Which, I suppose, means I art.

I am not, however, a doctor.
I am not even a nurse.
Or a medical assistant.

I sell medical-equipment, instead.
I realized too late in life that medicine was the career I would most enjoy.
It has the most schooling...I excel at that.
It also has the most
It is the thorn in my proverbial side.

There's a saying that goes, "those who can't do, teach"
those who can't heal, sell.
Or so it seams.

And those who can't sell?
What of them?

They sit in their home office writing
nonsensical drivel
on their blogs.

And dreaming of the day they can attend Medical School.
Or make a career out of taking photos.
Maybe both.



  1. The sky is the limit sweetie!
    Don't ever look back with regrets.
    Do all you can do...we get old way too soon.

  2. You're shining star is still shining brightly over you. Keep reaching for it. You're multi-gifted. That's a good thing.
    xxoo Mom