I recently posted on Facebook that I kinda miss my 24 year old self. It’s true. I miss that girl. She had so many dreams and was fearless about what was to come. At 24, I made the decision to leave home and drive 800+ miles to live in Georgia. I had such plans. I was going to become successful! Now, I did not have those dreams of singing, acting, etc. I just wanted to become this great business woman that would provide me with the ability to take care of my mother. That was my dream. I wanted to be an entrepreneur. Thinking back to it now, I realize why it did not happen. I did not have a plan. I had no clue what I wanted to do. All I knew when I got here is that I needed a job to be able to pay bills and keep food on my table. Not a bad goal. After all, my mother didn’t raise someone show shirks responsibility. I had to be level headed and needed to know how I was going to make it in this big city.
Unfortunately, due to that feeling of being responsible, I got caught up on the normality of a decent paying job and lost sight of my real goal that caused me to leave Wisconsin. So, now I am asking myself “what happened to that 24 year old girl?” I need to get a hold of her again and we need to talk so that we can get back on track with our dreams.