A Dream (Un)Realized

I met someone on Twitter yesterday who went to the same school I did. We had a great conversation, remembering old haunts and such. It got me thinking about the passion I used to feel for the theatre. I know I've said it before, but I so badly wanted to be a stage manager on Broadway. I was on that path, starting out as an assistant stage manager for Disneyland. No, I wasn't doing full musical theatre productions, but I was dealing with celebrities and other high-profile people. My dream was starting to come true. But that ultimate dream of reaching Broadway never happened.

Life took me a different way. Here I am now, a mom of three, a wife - and much to my surprise - a writer. I don't work outside the home, and I often kick myself for racking up student loans for nothing. But you know what? I wouldn't trade where I'm at for anything. I may not be where my former self wanted me to go, but I'm dreaming new dreams. I'm enjoying my days with my kids. I'm writing about fantastical worlds and people. It blows me away when I think about it.

My dad always made a huge deal about success and pushing oneself beyond normal achievement. I'm glad he was around to see the things I accomplished. But with that behind me, I am so excited about my new dreams. I'm excited about the dream of getting a book published. I'm excited to watch my kids grow and develop. Just living day toAs Peter Pan says, "To live will be an awfully big adventure."