Monday, November 22, 2010

When I Grow Up

"I don't know what I want to be when I grow up."

I've said that many times over the past few years, but I just realized that those words aren't exactly the truth. It wasn't that I was lying as I said those words; I just didn't think about them as fully as I have tonight. To be more accurate, I should have said:

"This isn't what I want to be when I grow up." Or "I don't know how to  be what I want to be when I grow up."

Sometimes there is a profound difference between doing what you want and doing the right thing. I know what I want to do, but I'm not willing to sacrifice the life I've built for my little family just to satisfy a selfish whim to fully engage in my hobbies rather than following the career path I set for myself. Some would tell me that I am cheating myself, but I think it's better to be disenchanted than to be homeless.

Still, I think I must better find ways to express my creativity. I've dabbled in this and that, but I think that it is time to focus.

Perhaps this is the start.

1 comment:

  1. Your blog is cute! Love the fall background. I had to chuckle at the "disenchanted than homeless" comment. It's true, living the artful creative life doesn't pay the bills but you should still feed your creative self from time to time so it doesn't starve to death. :)
    I look forward to being a reader of your blog and walking with you on your creative journey!