When I Grow Up

When I was young, I thought I was destined for great things (I know, it's kind of a cliche). I didn't know what those things were but I just knew that I would do something spectacular and interesting one day. I would do that amazing thing that would satisfy me.

Well, that one day never came. But I told myself that I was young and I had a long time to make it happen. Maybe in a couple of years. But many years of school, several higher education diplomas, a few jobs, a good marriage and two children later, I still found myself still not satisfied (satisfied might be the wrong word...but you know what I mean!).

It's not that I'm not grateful for my life. I am. I love my family and I'm so lucky to be healthy and surrounded with love. But I just want something more. Is it wrong to want more? Did you ever think you'd do something spectacular when you grew up? And then suddenly realize one day that you are GROWN UP and you never took the step to do that something?

Well, I'm 37 and that's how I feel. That's one of the reasons I started this blog. I wanted to take one small step towards doing that something that was different and out-of-the-box! I wanted to reach outside of my safe, boring, professional world and do something creative, challenging and risky.

I still haven't taken the second or third step yet. So far, I just write every night about a thought or an idea. It's pretty far from doing something spectacular but it's a first small step and I'm happy with that. I finally started.