What the hell is it with some families? Or, from my experience, most families. At least families so unlucky as to have ambitious, creative children with big dreams and a ton of potential
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I want our son to do whatever it is that makes him happy (so long as he isn't doing something like practicing demonology or, you know, stuff that could harm him). Engineer, composer, writer, coffee maker, ballet dancer, astronaut-cowboy, tiger wrangler....I don't care. He's our son, and right now all I want for him is to be happy. He seems to be doing alright in there for the moment.
The big stuff starts to happen when he arrives. And I now get it, what my parents told me all those years ago. You want it to be perfect for them, but it won't. All I can think of right now is how perfect I want this kid's life to be.
If astro-cowboy-tiger-wrangler-coffee-maker-ballet-dancing-engineer is what it takes, then so be it.
All I'm saying is, if you plan on having a kid, or you have a kid who is still in those young, formative, impressionable years? Let them be themselves. Let them dream. Please.
I missed out on a dream of becoming an actress...I regret not trying and I regret some of my decisions.
I wanted to audition for The HS for the Performing Arts and my parents wouldn't let me. I wanted to go in for acting and continue through college.
My father told me he would only pay for my college if I went for something he approved of (translation: something I could actually get a job at). It was an offer I couldn't refuse at the time, but I question that now.
Ugh.
The outcome of that is that in my mid-40's, I'm still floundering.
I never tried to follow my bliss.
I see that your entry is open...I want to take it and put it on my blog with link back here.
I was lucky - I had a cowboy dad and a nurse mom who both encouraged me to be an artist. Even as an older teen they would drive me to places to show my work. Paid for supplies when they could afford it and praise my efforts. You could see the bewilderment and pride fighting for equal time on their faces but they tried. It probably helped that my mom came from a long line of singers and musicians and as a child was a voice radio actor (under 9) for a pretty big Christian program. But I could tell that THEIR dream was for me to just be normal. Find a nice man, settle down, but they didn't try to talk me out of it
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All I wanted to be when I grew up was an artist and a marine biologist. Thankfully my parents did what they could to help me explore my interests, but the schools did not. The teachers kept telling me that I couldn't make a living as an artist, and that I was not smart enough to be a marine biologist. They even prevented me from entering science classes because of my "special ed" status. Well guess what, I am now in collage pursuing a career as a marine naturalist, and I spend my free time dabbling in digital art and photography. Anyway my point is I completely agree with you... Listen to your children :)
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The big stuff starts to happen when he arrives. And I now get it, what my parents told me all those years ago. You want it to be perfect for them, but it won't. All I can think of right now is how perfect I want this kid's life to be.
If astro-cowboy-tiger-wrangler-coffee-maker-ballet-dancing-engineer is what it takes, then so be it.
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All I'm saying is, if you plan on having a kid, or you have a kid who is still in those young, formative, impressionable years? Let them be themselves. Let them dream. Please.
I missed out on a dream of becoming an actress...I regret not trying and I regret some of my decisions.
I wanted to audition for The HS for the Performing Arts and my parents wouldn't let me. I wanted to go in for acting and continue through college.
My father told me he would only pay for my college if I went for something he approved of (translation: something I could actually get a job at). It was an offer I couldn't refuse at the time, but I question that now.
Ugh.
The outcome of that is that in my mid-40's, I'm still floundering.
I never tried to follow my bliss.
I see that your entry is open...I want to take it and put it on my blog with link back here.
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