Living My Childhood Dreams
My mind went back to when I was 4-years-old and asked my parents for a typewriter. I wanted to be a secretary "when I grow up". Even when some of the keys had fallen off from excessive use, I was still tapping away at that typewriter! Thank God for computers because it was so frustrating to have a typo and have to put white-out on the paper. Then you had to wait for the white out to dry! I'm sure some of you can relate ;)
My aha moment came the other day when I realized that I had taken for granted the fact that I have reached my dream of being a writer! I somehow never did become a secretary...Well, actually, in some ways I did become one because my first job out of high school was working as a telemarketer for an insurance agent. I also answered the phones and entered info into the computer.
Those dreams of being a secretary were replaced with dreams of being my own boss and doing something I love. It was five years ago that I was working at Nordstrom thinking, "Wouldn't it be great if I could be paid to write all day?"

2007 is drawing to a close and as I reflect on all the things I've learned this year, there are a couple things that I feel are pretty important lessons and wanted to share. They have to deal with being more creative - which I think everyone should strive to be ;)
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.

I think it’s so important for people to discover their own creativity - after all, we are all creative individuals. Every time you have an idea you’re creating, right? 
I’ve added some new pieces to my
my life I have made a few resolutions:
After doing
downtown San Diego, Balboa Park is home to a myriad of museums, artist studios (Spanish Village), and the famous San Diego Zoo.
I started a new journal - and coincidentally, a new chapter in my life. I've kept journals ever since I could remember. When I was a young girl I remember rating each day using a star-rating system. One star meant bad day and five stars meant good days. Other than that, I don't remember too much about my journals because they somehow got lost between all the moving I've done over the years.
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