You know those thoughts of "oh, if I had all the time in the world I would learn this, or that"? Remember when you were little and every day there would be a new "when I grow up I want to be a pilot, astronaut, archaeologist, princess"?
Well, when you are on the back side of 50 those thoughts come back to you. You have much less time left to achieve any of those dreams. Sad to say it, but it's the truth. If you want to be a librarian you best get to figuring out the qualifications and getting to it.
I have a list of dreams that I would think of but only in the abstract, never in the real life. And in no particular order, here we go!
Archaeologist
Psychologist
Writer/Storyteller
Midwife
Chef
Owner of a cozy book store
Librarian
Artist (not necessarily a painter, but something artistic)
Healer
And what have I achieved in my life? I never did become an archaeologist, or a psychologist, or write any books.
But I am a massage therapist and I have read, studied and learned to heal and treat with herbs, oils and natural remedies. I am a birth and postpartum doula and I am good at it.
I am a pretty damn good cook and am an adventurous person in the kitchen.
I would never claim to be an artist or an author, but I am creative. And I have spent many years making things, learning needlepoint, cross stitch, embroidery, sewing, crochet, knitting, and quilting. I took a class one time on making Battenburg lace.
I am a nurturer and hope to be blessed to be a grandparent one day.
And the things I wish? I still wish I could write. I would love to write stories, poems and straight-to-the-point diatribes on what's wrong with the world. Because I am opinionated.
I still wish I knew what it takes to be an archaeologist. I think it could still be in the realm of the possible.
But no way I am going to get to have a cozy book store like the one in 84 Charing Cross Road. Barnes & Noble killed off most of the fabulous little book stores and then Amazon gutted what was left.
Any wishes you have? Any dreams that you haven't reached for yet?
I wanted to be an archaeologist but soon realized my allergies would not allow me to succeed. I still hope to earn a PhD even though I will be 70 on my next birthday.
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