Sometimes the hardest thing to be is yourself.
Yes, I did write about this earlier, but I think this topic deserves a bit more investigation.
You certainly start out your life with hopes and dreams of what you want to do. What you want to be.
But sometimes we don’t always have the talent or the skills to be exactly what we want to be.
For instance, I could never be a singer. I love listening to country music and I admire so many of the new female artists out there. But I couldn’t do it. Because my voice isn’t their voice. Even with training, I couldn’t begin to sing like they do. But I can appreciate that art and enjoy the music. And sing their songs to myself as I work or relax.
An early dream for me was to maybe become a doctor. But that took a lot of education, and I didn’t have that motivation. Plus, the thought of drawing blood didn’t really appeal to me either.
A teacher? Like my mom? A lot of my classmates decided on that, and they were excellent at it. The found their true calling. I thought about it, and even tried it out two days in a classroom filling in for one of my mother’s friends. After that, I knew there was no way I had the patience for that either.
I actually had no idea what I wanted to do, which is why I majored in business. I figured it would give me a good background to get a job doing something.
And it did. I worked in radio and television for a short time and then found my calling as a marketing manager for a shopping mall. One thing led to another as I learned about shopping center management, and then on to a career in commercial real estate, which I’m continuing in today.
But fortunately I’m still the same person I was many years ago. I still love to read, to do craft projects, and obviously there’s writing. I just haven’t quite decided where I want to take that yet. But I have time.
Are there things I regret not doing? Of course.
Things I still want to do? Still want to try? Absolutely.
But one thing I’ve learned is that no matter what new adventure I try, what new craft or skill I put my hands to, I’m always going to be myself.
And that’s what and who I am and really want to be.