When I was a child, I used to dream of being a mother and having babies. In high school I dreamt of getting high grades, and put as much effort as I could to do as well as I could. But my career ambitions seemed to stop at that point. I wanted a job in which I could earn enough to support myself, and give me something to do. And not be bored out of my mind. (I was granted that wish!). But that was about the extent of my career ambitions. My head was too much in *romance*. I went to a convent and had zero interaction with males. No joke. I never knew any my age. At fifteen I kissed a boy at a school disco. I had only just met him that night. My mother found out (because *somebody* told her), and it was awful being lectured by her. No kissing boys you don’t know. No kissing boys! (Can I go now?). Alas, I never heard from the lucky guy again. Though I dreamt and prayed that he would call. He had memorised my number after all. Oh, the perils of convent life.
When I was all of 24 and single I was asked the question what do I dream about for my career. I could only reply by saying I dream about getting married to a good man, and having children. I do not dream about careers. (Hmm, CLM (career limiting move) much?) It took a couple more years.
And now, I love being around my children. One aspect of my mothering skills is that I do not and have never patronized them. I do not fuss. I always treated my children with respect. The sooner they could do things for themselves and take responsibility, the better. They are both great kids. Loving, respectful, responsible, easy to be around.
Nowadays when I dream about my future, I dream about writing to my heart’s content, doing Pilates at my local gym on weekday mornings, grandkids in some distant future, spending time with my BFF, and just being me. Not the me that struggles with everything everyday. Always feeling manic and out of control.
I would love to travel to a few places. The U.S., see my family in South Africa again, Canadian rocky mountains, Europe etc!
And I still dream about romance.
Inspired by the following post:
The What For

Nice to read about your life and how each age influenced your purpose. Good blog.
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Thank you very much! My fingers sometimes feel like typing more than a poem!
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Isn’t it interesting how our dreams and priorities change according to our development?
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It is, Erika! 🙂
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🙂
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Dreams are important. Without them we fulfill a stagnant prophecy for ourselves.
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It doesn’t seem like I had any wild ambitious dreams. And I guess I still don’t!
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Thanks for sharing your dreams, Vonita. It’s surely interesting how we must react to what life serves us at so many different stages of our life. 🙂
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Yes, very true! Thank you, Mark! 🙂
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That was a very touching post. So many can relate.
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Thank you so much! ❤
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As we move through the different phases of our lives our dreams change but should never end. I so much enjoyed your post.
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I’m so glad, thank you so much! ❤
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Beautiful post, thanks for sharing your dreams with us love. Good to know you are living a part of your dreams; BFF and children you are proud of 🙂
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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