When I Grow Up {Career Aspirations Through the Ages}

“At the age of six I wanted to be a cook.  At seven I wanted to be Napoleon.  And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.”
-Salvador Dali    

When I was young I wanted to be a secret agent spy.  I had a code name, would scribble down suspicious passers-bys’ license plates numbers, go on crazily thought-up “secret missions,” & practice “tickle tests” with my 4-years-younger nephew {you know, in case we were ever captured by the enemy & tortured by a tickling feather or something (I obviously hadn’t heard of bamboo shoots plunged under fingernails or getting your teeth involuntarily pulled yet, thankfully)}. 

Smack in the middle of middle school my beloved dad passed away.  He had been a scientist, professor, & nuclear medicine guy with a passion for bugs & insects.  I had loved helping him examine the creepy crawlies, so for my middle school career fair I was an entomologist {insect scientist girl} – complete with one of his old lab coats, leaf-printed skirt, & butterfly necklace {oh, & business cards with matching butterflies fluttering in the corners}.  My dreams of entomology may have flitted away, but I still to this day want to be just like my dad.

When I was a little older {high-schoolish}, I began volunteering summers with a kids’ day camp & also with a Wed. night preschool class at my church.  I fell in love with working with children & caught the teaching bug bad.  From then on {into college, graduation, & current}, I decided I wanted to be an elementary school teacher.

Now, I just want to be employed & have insurance.  Oh, how dreams change!  Just keeping it real, guys.

Working Love,

-Bess-

P.S.: I also had a fashion designer stint mixed in there where I was sure I could be the next Coco Chanel.  I filled notebooks with my sketches.  

P.P.S.: It's not easy to keep dreaming sometimes, but I'm seeking God's will & working on it.