It’s true. While most see me as a realistic (or a pessimist at times), In my heart of hearts I am a dreamer. I dream of a world that is peaceful and calm where people are treated with respect. I dream of a job that I love. In fact, I dream of a day when I can volunteer to serve others and still make a paycheck that can help support my family.
At the same time, I am lost. I have so many dreams, wishes and hopes and not sure where to start. Just today I came up with 4 things that I want to be when I grow up. There isn’t enough time in the world. Could I be an author, a teacher, a CASA volunteer or a foster parent. A photographer, a full-time philanthropist., or a certified health/nutrition coach.
I am going through a dream job course and am having a hard time narrowing down my interests. I invite you to join me on this journey. (Also, check out this post, I am doing this for 2016 & 2017). The one thing that slows me down is how am I going to get paid for what I want to do?
While my dreams of giving, volunteering and serving are lofty, so are the household bills for a family of 5. So, for now, I continue to work my day job and hope that those doors will open one day, in the very near future.