When I was a kid there were several things I wanted to become. When I was two-and-a-half years old my brother was born and I decided to become a mommy. And later I wished to get a Victorian house and "fill it full of kids."
I've achieved both those dreams, but not quite as I had envisioned them. Instead of giving birth to lots of babies, my husband and I raised three foster kids with special needs in addition to our one birth daughter. And the Victorian house where we lived for decades was, indeed, filled with kids, but not our own. In order to be a stay-at-home mom for our daughter I ran a preschool family daycare home for many years.
But one childhood dream was fulfilled exactly as I had hoped it would be. As soon as I had learned to read well I'd decided to become the author of books for children and, after years of writing articles in periodicals for adults, I was thrilled to have two fiction books for kids published last year.
What did you want to be when you grew up? Did your dreams come true?