When I was in preschool, my class did a project on what we wanted to be when we grew up. At the time, I wanted to be a chef. I am not sure why I wanted to be a chef, but I was five years old. Five-year-olds have no idea what they want to do when they grow up.
As I grew up, my ambitions changed. For the longest time, I wanted to pursue a medical career such as a neurosurgeon. I knew how many medical professionals had helped me while I was growing up, and I wanted a chance to help other people with similar challenges. I didn’t realize that this was unrealistic. My disability would make being a surgeon impossible. Most people aren’t neurosurgeons or other doctors. This is okay, and it didn’t mean I would be unhappy. I want to be able to enjoy my career.
As of right now, I want a career as a writer. I’ve always enjoyed writing. When I was in school, language arts was always my favorite subject. Writing is a broad career field. I could become a poet, journalist, or blogger.
Starting my blog last year reignited my passion for writing and storytelling. My blog has reached thousands of people worldwide. I’ve had readers from various countries, including China, Australia, and Greece. I never imagined people worldwide would read my blog. After all, I am just a woman with Cerebral Palsy from Massachusetts.
Most people are unsure of what they want to do for work when they are young. It often bothered me when people would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I didn’t know, and it felt uncomfortable when people would ask me. It’s only within the past year that I have had a general idea of what I want to do for a living.
Life is a journey for each of us, and life is rarely set in stone. Cerebral Palsy adds some challenges to the journey. I’ve enjoyed the journey so far and look forward to the next chapter in my life.