“What I Want to Be When I Grow Up” is a perennial favorite essay topic among school teachers. I myself remember writing that paper more than once. (Well, I turned in the same paper more than once anyway.) But as I’ve actually grown up I’ve realized that it’s not about what I want to be, it’s about who I want to be.
I want to be a person my daughter can be proud of.
I want to raise a daughter I am proud of.
I want to be proud of myself.
I want to be a woman my husband is glad he married.
I want to surround myself with people that bring me joy.
I want to be a person other people want to be around.
I want to be helpful.
I want to be open to accepting help.
I want to be an educator.
I want to be a life-long learner.
I want to be strong, physically, mentally, and emotionally.
I want to allow myself to be vulnerable.
I want to be successful.
I want to help others succeed.
I want to accept that I am not perfect.
I want to continuously strive to be better.
I want to be someone who leaves a legacy of love.
