Today I went to the Post Office to purchase postage stamps. As always I was asked which stamps I wanted. I looked at the samples and was surprised to see one of my favorite entertainers from times past-Marvin Gaye.
I remember not too long before his life was taken I won tickets to see him in concert through a radio station give away. My seats were wonderful. There were seats in front of me blocking my view. I could actually see what was going on. He gave an awesome performance that evening. It was a real treat for me.
I wish I were one of the grown-ups I wanted to be when I was a kid dreaming of my future.
I dreamed of being an elementary school teacher. I loved little kids. I had the patience and desire. I also dreamed of owning a day care. That dream also connected me with little kids.
I wish I were an artist standing before a canvas and letting my creative juices flow. Making beautiful artwork that the person taking in the beauty be swept into their own I wish I were.
Instruments making music reverberate within me every since I was a child. My desire was to play the piano. I wish I were an excellent pianist that could make the keys dance beneath my fingertips to the melody of my choice and bring joy to the listening ear.
I wish I were free to be able to express myself through my writing that would help the reader see a clearer picture of themselves and not let anything stop them and having to one day think I wish I were.
I truly wish I were able to ignore the annoying voice that repeatedly haunted me with you can’t do this or that. I wish I were able to push past that and succeeded.