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Missed Opportunities

Good morning to all.  Another Friday has rolled along.  The weekend is almost upon us.  Today is going to be a busy one for me.  I begin setting up the store at the Grove for the Holiday House.  It will be open from the day after Thanksgiving.  Wed. through Sunday's 10-5 until December 22nd.  Great items will be available along with fresh baked items daily.  No charge to get in.  Personalized items as well as wonderfully handmade items in all genres.  Support your local artisans. 
Well, I have another story published in the Glenview magazine that just came out.  I am so thrilled about the opportunity that this editor has given me.  Here is the link to the article.    http://emagazines.hibu.com/GLENVW      I am on page 24. 
As for today's blog, I had been thinking about missed opportunities.  I, along with everyone in this world has had them.  I sat back and started to think about them and what I thought was the biggest missed opportunity that I faced or endured.  I know that it came down not being able to become a doctor.  You see, back when I was 30, I had decided that I wanted to go to college.  I remember telling my mother that I had decided that I wanted to go back to school.  Her reaction was not the one I would have imagined.  I know that I have always pushed for my daughters to go to school...my mother, on the other hand, did not have the same view points.  She told me not to tell anyone, just in case I couldn't make it!  Thanks mom!  Well, I did go back.  I carried a full load of classes while being a mom, wife and girl scout leader.  I took Math, Science, History, Literature and Humanities.  I carried a straight A throughout my time in school.  I went back thinking that I would become a teacher.  At one point in time, a doctor friend of mine talked me into changing over to bio-engineering...with the thought process of my building prosthetics.  This movement went even further the longer I was is school.  I had eventually thought about becoming a doctor and considered becoming a brain surgeon.  After some more thought and my sensitive nature...I decided to become a forensic examiner.  That was what I had aspired to become.  I worked hard at my studies and looked forward to an adventurous future. At one point in my life, our personal difficulties with our home, caused me to have to quit school and go to work.  I didn't have any choice in the matter and did what needed to be done.  I vowed that I would return as soon as possible.  I went through working and caring for ill in-laws.  I finally reached a point in my life when it was possible to return to school.  I was all ready to continue in the footsteps that I had left some 9 years prior.  I was all set up with my classes, I had begun and was about 1 month in, when my daughter came home pregnant and needed me.  Her pregnancy was difficult and I gave up school once again.  I stood beside her during the pregnancy and afterwards helped to raise the granddaughter.  I replaced the college books with reading storybooks, I replaced the humanities with taking my granddaughter to plays and museums, I replaced the English lessons with ABC's and the math with learning to count.  Years went by and I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and later with Psoriatic Arthritis.  I never returned to school.  I sit here today and wonder whether it was really a missed opportunity?  I look back at the quality of my life and know that everything that was meant to be was part of my life.  I must say, my  heart still yearns to have had the satisfaction of finishing school and having a MD behind my name.  I wished that I could stand in an examining room and perhaps be the person to discover something amazing through an autopsy, but I would never have traded a moment of the opportunities presented to me.  All the lessons I learned were the ones that I will carry all of my life.  I suppose when I started out in school, becoming a teacher was really supposed to be my calling.  I taught my granddaughter everything I could about the right ways to learn, be a kind human being and to someday pay it forward.  I have become a teacher in the arts and in storytelling through the years.  I suppose I didn't miss an opportunities after all.  They were just all redirected.  The only thing I am sorry about is that my mother didn't realize that when life knocks you down...you can get up and walk in a different direction...stronger than ever.  It took me many years to realize that her love for me was the reason behind that statement.  She didn't want me to feel failure perhaps like she had felt.  I wished she could have seen herself as a strong, forceful woman, who in the worst of times was able to make a life for herself and her young child.  My biggest missed opportunity perhaps was being able to tell her that!

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