When you're in the military, although you are constantly surrounded by people, you end up being alone with your thoughts quite frequently. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but I end up thinking about everything. I think about it in depth. I don't just scratch the surface but I think a thought until I scratch all the way down to the core of that thought that I think.
For the past couple days, I've been thinking about a question that you get asked from the moment you can string words into a sentence: What do you want to be when you grow up? Don't ask why, I just have been.
It's funny how often I got asked that question. I'm sure it was no more or less than any other kid. My answers have changed a lot since the first time I was asked that question. I've gone from wanting to be a teacher, to wanting to be a dancer, to wanting to be a writer, to wanting to be a police officer, to wanting to be a Marine to actually becoming a Soldier.
Now that I am "grown up" and I have become something, I think it's about time to become...someone. You get asked all the time what you want to be. It's as if what your profession has to define the kind of person you are. I want to people to want to know who I am instead of what.
I'm pretty sure that this experience is helping me to find that out. I've been through a lot in my 19 (almost 20!) years and I'm only going to go through a whole lot more. It's hard to be away from my home. I feel like I'm missing out on so much and it's going to take a toll on me but I'm trying to take good things out of it and become a better person every day.
And on a side note...there are only 19 days until I turn 20!
3 comments:
I love this post...who you are is far more important. :)
Great post. Usually when people asked who I wanted to be I would just say, "Not crazy I guess."
You've accomplished a lot in 19 years!
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