Sunday, March 1, 2015

What I want to be

As a kid people always want to know what you want to be when you grow up. I would usually shrug my shoulders, or if I was feeling more truthful I’d respond, “I don’t want to grow up.”

Once you graduate high school people start asking you about your goals and dreams. Not a question I ever seemed to have an answer to; I don’t know if I saw them as unrealistic, so why bother, or if because I try to be more “take life as it comes”. (At least I try to be like that.) Honestly, I’ve grown to dread that question, but now, thanks to a recent conversation with my missionary Aunt, I may have an answer equal to the shoulder shrug of my childhood.


What do I want to be when I grow up? A philanthropist, I’ll let you work out the details as to why.