Something that was too small was my dreams. Of course when I was a little girl all I wanted was a BMW i8, nothing else, no money, no job, just that car specifically the blue one. Now I have a life sentence full of dream, I want to graduate, go to the military, become a anesthesiologist, expand my lip gloss business, build my own house ground up, take my mom on the biggest shopping spree of her life, buy her they house and truck she wants with no note of her paying mortgage. I want to be the one that can do it all, and not just for the money, for love, staying true and being patient and being a good loyal person. I want to give back to the ones the gave and provided me with knowledge and life times things, even reward the people that think I won't make it, with me making it.
A question I wished I would have asked was WHY. Why me for anything, if someone wanted me for something. I should have asked WHY ME. I sometimes don't understand why I was chosen to handle this , or do this , or was recommended for this. I love that I was and still am about the impress with everything I do and have done, but WHY ME. Every since elementary school all the way up until now I have been the only, maybe not the only one but the first option. I understand everything i do is my choice and yes, lots of things come a little more natural to me than others, but I just want to know why. I know all I have to do is ask but it be the same answer over and over again, never something different.
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