How do you know if you grew up? Is it if people ask what you want? One of the first things I wanted was a child - no hand-me-down, non-sharing, no report, not me competition.Then clear, if I do not have brothers and sisters, I did not have someone one to share the guilt.
From the age of ten I wanted a writer. I wrote a verbose Essays the fifth grade, my teacher inspired me to learn to handle. The next, who grew up I wanted, and if I was a teenager, I was sure that I am.
Although I have not waited longer than Prince Charming to save me a kite for a long time ago, in my twenties, I wanted him to me to save my life. Who knew Prince Charming had its own problems? Who knew glass slippers could lead to onions?
Continue I wanted a mother, I read books - many books. Select the baby when he cries, because a child is never too much love or not to bring the child, because you spoiled. A blow on the hand of a child learns not to touch the stove, but no, slapping east of physical abuse. Working teaches youth responsibility, but a young person is enough work.
The only rule I was sure that the mother was a golden rule. Perhaps one of the rules of life to keep Growing - to keep following your heart. No, I could follow my heart forever, but I would never be a singer. I can not take my voice two octaves, which explains why I can not wear a melody in his head. Sometimes want is not enough. Indeed, I think my husband has understood our shower because of my songs.
When I was a child and said I wanted something to ask my grandmother what I would trade that in my next life. I could trade a few IQ points, without a foothold in the walls. I could trade a customs duty of higher level and wear heels. I wonder if I could trade as a blonde, although I’m not really one. No, if I am here as a singer, I would be a sewing machine.
What is important is, I do not want to grow. I want to continue to grow, when they try new things. I wish Peter Pan, and I’ll fly!