The Writing Project...Unit 1 Week 4

I am a week behind in my posting for the Being a Writer challenge I put myself up to...

Sorry about that.

Prompt: When you were a child what did you imagine your life would be like as 

an adult?

When I was a very young girl I had great aspirations of being the next Mary Lou Retton (as mentioned HERE).  I desperately wanted to be an Olympic gymnast.  So my parents signed me up for gymnastics classes.  My sister and I went to gymnastics 1 or 2 times a week...I'm not sure exactly.  I loved it!  My favorite even was the balance beam - I had so many injuries from that 4ft high 4" wide piece of wood covered in leather.  One time I fell and bruised my shin bone - I got a baseball size lump on my leg from that and a trip to the ER.  I had numerous sprains, bumps, and bruises.  I also got a hairline fracture on my left foot after falling while doing a pirouette.  In any case, my initial dreams of Olympic stardom were really just fantasies of a star-struck young girl.

As I got older there were a few things I wanted to be (in no particular order other than in which I am remembering them):

• a police woman with a K-9 unit, 
• on the Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA), 
• a lawyer, 
• a gynecologist, 
• a nurse, 
• a dance instructor, 
• a professional cheerleader,
• a secretary
• a college professor
• a speech-language pathologist
• a wife and a mom...always, ALWAYS wanted to be those 

I pictured myself with a husband, 4 kids, a great career, a house, a car...not doing too bad at this point!  I have everything I could want - well except I have 2 kids not 4...and I'm not sure 4 kids is actually a part of the equation anymore. 

My life is pretty much how I pictured it.  Perfecto.