I was a ham when I was younger. I dreamed of being on stage and entertaining hundreds of people with my singing.
I remember going camping with the family and taking my little cassette and mic set to sing with. I would perform Michael Jackson around the campfire for my family. I knew I was destined for the stage. That is, until I realized I wasn’t the most amazing singer in the world. Trust me, it was a shock.
I took singing lessons and performed but once I hit middle school I think I realized I wasn’t the superstar I thought I was. I never won the competitions I entered and I was never given a solo in choir.
I am not telling you this story to make you feel bad. I think learning I wasn’t the best singer taught me that I can still love something and not feel like I have to be the best. I can be very competitive, one of the reasons I avoid sports, and understanding that I can just like something regardless of my skill level was a very valuable lesson.
I still sing ALL of the time and have a lot of fun with it. I LOVE singing and I LOVE dancing. It makes me happy. Knowing I may not be amazing makes it easier to sing in public too. I play up my strengths. I dance silly and make it fun. I let loose.
So while I may not be living out my childhood dream I still feel like I am entertaining people with my words. This blog has become an outlet for me to express myself and hopefully you enjoy it.
Now your turn. What was your childhood dream?