Momma Asked Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?When I was just a little girl it seems I was constantly asked a collection of the same questions. These simple, to any adult, questions, were true humdingers for a kid like me. Now, I don't want to get into existentialism, but I was the sort of kid who would tell you my favorite color was actually a mix of Blue and Red (Purple), rather than give you the straight answer. Along with this question it seemed I was always asked what was my favorite animal (because it wasn't obvious by the 2' stuffed porpoise I'd always be seen lugging around), and what I wanted to be when I 'grew' up.
So let me take a little guesswork out of the equation. The beauty of this life, and this country, is that we are free to go down any road, and try on any hat. Today I may be parent of the year, tomorrow I may be an aspiring chef, and in a year I may be best friend to someone in need. I might watch a million sunrises, snap a hundred sunsets, bowl a thousand games, eat the cuisine of 12 cultures, cry countless tears, and crack unlimited laughs. (Of the last two I am certain.) No day is the same, every love is unique, every breath is a gift. Whenever someone asks me what I want to be, what I want to do with my life, now a quarter century into it, I am still just as lost. So, instead of trying to look noble, or show off some fancy goals, I simply smile and say; "Someone who treasures every moment."
What Daughter Said: "A fish"- What would you expect a 4 year-old to say?