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.