What do you want to be when you grow up?

I remember my earliest answer was,
I want to make a difference
I want to change the world.

It was a grand idea of course. But while growing up, my dream got cloudy with what seemed like other more important things. Things like financial and economic stability, and status and prestige. Things like going after something that I felt like I could achieve without reaching out too far. Maybe it was taking the easy way out. Maybe it wasn’t.

So then I completed highschool and entered university with these more concrete ideas in mind. But they led me into a dead end. I was no longer motivated to keep going, because I didn’t enjoy what I was doing and it just didn’t feel right. Intrinsically…it wasn’t right. And so I ended up in the middle of no where, and needing to start over.

I didn’t know it, but I wasn’t really starting over. I hadn’t forgotten my childhood dream. I’m still on my journey, and I’m not there yet. But I know I will get there.

If you ask me now what my dream is
I would tell you,
I want to make a difference
I want to change the world.
Even if I make a difference just for one person,
If I can just change one person’s world
Then that would be just enough for me.