When i was six, i wanted to be a cheerleader. No joke, i had it all planned out. I was going to finish school, move to Sydney and get a job at the St. George Illawarra Dragons rugby league club as a ‘flame’ (their cheerleaders). What’s even better than that, i had a super close friend who wanted to be one too. I kept this dream until i was about ten. At ten, i realised cheerleaders were generally ditzy blondes and you had to be at least kind of co-ordinated. My dream was shattered. Anyway the point of this story is that we change our minds on things as we get older. When we are little, we dream the impossible, wanting to become ballerina’s, fairies, racing car drivers and movie stars. As we get older, we realise these dreams aren’t always in our reach, and we think about other paths (teacher, truck driver, vet etc), although some people do ‘live the dream’ and become what they wanted to be when they were five. If they hadn’t, how would we get all the ballerina’s, racing car drivers, movie stars and… fairies?? So far in my life, i have wanted to be a teacher, cheerleader, fairy, princess, fairy princess, geologist, author, architect, gymnast, beautician and finally magazine editor. Please note, that list was in absolutely no order, other than the last one. As you can see, my mind has changed as i have changed. As a tomboy nine year old, a geologist was the ultimate career, but then when i was a girly-girl eleven year old, a beautician was the job for me. I cringe at some of the things that i have called my ‘dream career’ in the past, and i’m sure i’m not the only one that does. Time changes people. People change dreams. Remember that what you want to be now, you might not want to be in five years time. Who knows, you might not even want to be it when you wake up tomorrow. Don’t beat yourself up if you haven’t realised a dream you had when you were six years old, you’re not that person now. Honestly, can you imagine me being a professional cheerleader?
Love and changing dreams,
frangipani princess xoxo