When I was six years old, my parents took me to Dreamworld.
I remember it as if it was yesterday. I met Kenny Koala and his girlfriend Belinda and I got soaked on the log ride.
I also remember a cartoonist there did a caricature of me. ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’ he had asked me.
Even then as a six-year-old, I found it a tough one to answer. Ballerina or professional roller skater? Decisions, decisions. Ballerina won out!
As time went on, I set aside my dreams of becoming a prima ballerina and decided a career as a Janet Jackson back up dancer was more my style. Sing it ‘We are a part of the Rhythm Nation’.
Although I spent many a Saturday morning religiously learning the dance moves in front of Rage, with the end of high school approaching Dad convinced me I needed a back up plan. There I was faced with that question again, ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’
Wracking my brains to come up with something I was good at besides dancing and lip syncing to Janet, I decided on writing. This eventually led me to study Journalism. Not being the hardline, competitive journalistic type, I found my calling in communications.
While in this field back in 2009, I undertook a leadership course aimed at helping women achieve their goals. It was here that I was once more asked, ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’ We were encouraged to contemplate how we wanted to be remembered, what we dreamed of doing and what was our heart’s purpose. Finally, we were asked to produce a statement which encapsulated who we eventually wanted to be and what we wanted to be known for.
This is what I wrote down in my workbook.
‘I want to make an impression on and difference in the lives of women across the country with my positive attitude and caring nature. I want to share insight from my life experience to support women through difficult times. Specifically, I will be known as someone who has helped women who are going through IVF with the creation of a support network or such. I will be someone who stands up for what she believes in and who devotes time and money to help others. I will live my life with passion and no regrets. I will be the best I can be’.
After I wrote this down and finished the course, I packed my workbook away and never looked at it or thought about it again. That was until last weekend when it fell to my feet from its precarious position on top of other books shoved into my cupboard.
Flicking through my notes, I was amazed to see that I may be heading in the direction of that path of supporting women, which I wrote about four years ago. It is certainly not something I’ve thought about in the last few years, but it is as if I was subconsciously drifting to that path. The path isn’t fully formed yet, it’s still gravel and dirt, but I can see it now in the making.
While my blog is only a baby and started off as a Gift for me, I’m receiving a great response from women who can relate to what I’m writing. If I can keep moving along this vein and continue to share my journey of rediscovery with the world, this may be how I can support others and help them on their journey. It has given me food for thought at any rate.
So, while it’s a far cry from a prima ballerina or Janet Jackson back up dancer, I feel like I’m making real progress in discovering what I want to be when I grow up.
What did you want to be when you grew up? Have you always known what you wanted to be or are you still trying to figure it out like me?