It’s the first day of spring and it doesn’t disappoint; the air is soft and warm, the sun is shining brightly, and the Bluebonnets are in full bloom. It’s a great day to be alive! There are houses being built in the field across the street from my apartment but just a little ways on down the street, the field remains undisturbed and the Bluebonnets are as thick as ever. For that I am grateful since I can see them whenever I come and go from home.
On this beautiful day my thoughts are turned to a recent incident concerning a grandchild that sparked my childhood memories of what I wanted to become when I grew up. I desperately wanted to be a singer or an artist…or both. Alas, I didn’t have what it took to be either. I can’t say that any of my childhood aspirations were fulfilled, except for marrying that curly-haired, blue-eyed boy that I had constant (literal) dreams of. Turns out that was the only thing that really mattered and the best thing that could have happened to me. All my dreams were put to rest with that one act.
My oldest son wanted to be a scientist for a while (the more demented the better) and later, as he got older, he had an all consuming desire to work with computers. He definitely realized his passion and has spent his adult career doing just that and acquiring several patents for programs he has written.
My second son wanted to be ‘a telephone pole’, his words not mine. I think what he meant was a lineman since he had just witnessed the installation of a power pole and electric wires being strung by a man in full gear climbing like a circus performer to the top of said pole. It looked dangerous and exciting to him. He’s become a first class electrician and air conditioning man who has fulfilled several fairly dangerous assignments, maybe more than even he bargained for.
I can’t remember my third son ever saying what he wanted to become but he was always interested in computers too and has achieved his ambition in making his career with them after getting his degree as an electrical engineer.
My fourth son always wanted to be a writer and after going to film school has come full circle and finally made that writing dream come true. His first book has been a great success and the second book in that series is due to come out sometime this summer. I can’t wait!
The fifth son was always a phenomenal artist and I suspected that would be his path in life. When he got his bachelors degree he had a double major, one in art and the other, unlikely as it seemed, in physics. He wound up getting a master’s degree in physics, then got his doctorate as a geophysicist. He’s made headlines in the scientific community several times with his ground breaking work and spot-on predictions.
My youngest son wanted to do nothing but play basketball; he ate, slept, dreamed and talked of nothing else until he was in high school. Then inexplicably he changed course and turned his attention to drama. He double majored in college, one major in drama and the other in Spanish. He got his masters degree in set design and has been gainfully employed in that field ever since.
The only girl in our mix was interested in makeup from an early age (go figure). She was also interested in writing and drama. So…she got a degree in drama, a degree in makeup, a degree in esthetics and one as a massage therapist. She and her husband have their own very successful spa and are now going to school to become family counsellors. I’m not sure if that will be the end, I’m beginning to think she just likes learning too much to quit.
That brings me back to my young grandson who at six wants to be a YouTuber and make videos to entertain others. That wasn’t an option when I was growing up or even when my children were. I can’t help but wonder if that will remain a passion with him and if it will evolve into some kind of a career as he gets older or just remain a hobby for his own enjoyment.
It seems our futures are only limited by our imagination, and our imagination changes with the progression of our society and times. I wonder if YouTubing will be a thing of the past when he is actually old enough to choose a career? I wonder what new thing will take its place? I wonder what wonderful exciting thing is on the horizon that we haven’t yet imagined? I wonder, I wonder….