I recently found a journal of mine from the third grade where I talked about what I wanted to  be when I grew up. To my surprise, at the age of nine I apparently decided that I wanted to be a firefighter when I grew up. Now, I am terribly afraid of just about everything that goes along with being a firefighter—fire, ladders, heights, and high stress environments. It was hard to believe that I had once felt that being a firefighter was my destiny. 

When I first when to college and had to choose a major, I once again had to answer the question "What I Want To Be When I Grow Up?" I felt like I really needed to make this decision right then. I needed to chose a major that would put me on the path  to what I would ultimately do with my life and my career.  I chose English and Teaching. I could be a teacher, right? What did I know? I could be whatever I want, right? I found out quickly that I did not want to be a teacher when I grew up. I think the fact that I've never actually known what I wanted to be when I grew up has thrown be into a lot of different fields where I've only learned what I don't want to be when I grow up.

So, now I am "grown up". I am not a firefighter. I am not a teacher. And I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. 

What did you want to be when you grew up? Or better yet, what do you want to be when you grow up?