What do you want to be when you grow up? I’m not talking about a career choice here, I mean what do you REALLY want to be when you grow up? I am talking about when you are 90 years old and you look in the mirror, what do you want to see looking back at you?
I know what I want to see.
I want to see a glimpse of a kind hearted child, without a care in the world. I want her to be laughing and running wild. I want her to be happy. I want her to be dirty with fun and adventure smeared all over her clothes and face. I want her to not have a question or concern in her eyes anywhere about the future before her.
I want to see a hopeful teenager. With a craving for independence and an excitement in her bones for the unknown world before her. I want to see her and feel the rush of all things new again. I want her to remember how everything was exciting and everything meant something, and everything in life still lies ahead. I want her to feel like there is still so much time to do everything. That there will always be enough time for everything.
I want to see a strong, confident, intelligent woman. I want to look at her and know that even after all the trials of her life, and the hardships…she is still kind. I want her to be comfortable in her skin. I want her to be proud of who she is, and content with what she has become. I want her to be able to say, “I made myself who I am today, and I wouldn’t change that for the world.”
When I am 90 years old and I look into that mirror, I want to see a tired old woman who has lived her life to the absolute fullest. I want to see her life. Good life. Memories, laughter, comfort, and most importantly….love. I want her to smile and remember every single hard, and sad, and happy, and mad memory ever made. I want to see someone who is okay with leaving the world, because she used it to its full potential. She lived LIFE to its full potential. I want to see a woman…..with absolutely no regrets.
So let me ask you one more time. What to you want to be when you grow up?