By Kirsten Scott
When I was little, I wanted to be a veterinarian. No, I didn't just want it, I was SURE it would happen. This was true throughout middle and high school. I was good with animals, I was good in school, what could possibly prevent my success? Then I got to college and something horrible happened.
Now I had had chemistry in high school, but nothing on the scale of college. And for the first time in my life, I flailed around in a classroom, utterly unable to grasp the concepts everyone else embraced with ease. After a mind-boggling amount of work, I squeaked out a B-. And so the die was cast. No vet school. No more science.
It took a lot of angst to get over this dream. Eventually my rational mind won, and I pursued another path: outdoor education. (That's me, climbing with my son.) Except, this path didn't really work out either. I liked the woods, but as I've mentioned before, I didn't want to make it my home.
So what then? Law school. Everyone had told me it would be a good fit. I loved to argue, ergo, I should be a lawyer. But I'm not competitive enough to be a good lawyer, I whined. I won't fit in at law school.
Surprise again. Turns out, I can be a very competitive little bugger. Not in sports, which I find an absolute bore, but in arguments. In fact, once I get started, it's pretty hard to shut me up. So, much to my surprise, I found that the law suits me very well. (And then there's the whole writing thing, but that wasn't a surprise to anyone who knows me. Just another side of me.)
As we celebrate the one year anniversary of our little blog, I know I've been surprised. I had no idea we'd become such good friends. I had no idea our Bandita blogs would become popular. And most of all, I had no idea we'd be so...ROWDY! :-)
So what did you want to be when you grew up? Ballerina? Doctor? Mail carrier? Any surprises along the way? Two lucky commenters today will win prizes -- a Romance Bandits T-Shirt and Mug! I can't wait to hear the stories!