I have always found it strange that some kids struggled with what they wanted to be when they grow up. With confusion in my eyes and sympathy in my heart, I pondered what it must be like to not know what your calling is. Even in college some people battle with the choices.
I wanted to be a Veterinarian when I was around the age of 6, and then a Psychologist for a year or so. Then it immediately went to Architect/ Designer and never stopped. I knew my gift, and knowing is half the battle! I was always fascinated with maps, and planning in birds eye view. I loved to plan. It was my calling.
I had a barbie house with furniture. Maybe that was the beginning. But I also had a neighbor friend, Chris, who must have had, what I thought was 10 million of the coolest matchbox cars. While I wasn't going to get him to play barbies with me, I on the other hand, had no problem playing matchbox cars with him. We took so long to even pick out the ones we wanted, taking turns, one by one. And that was only half the fun. The next part came when we decided to start building roads and spaces/places for the cars. Civic planning..
Then I started playing cards with my little brother, Josh, in our hall way, only it was not your typical War game or Go Fish (the only card games kids know how to play, it seems). I would dig the cards vertically in the carpet, making paths and structures until it went half way down the hall. I could picture in my head, exactly what this house would look like if it were a real space.
Many things like this pointed me toward the direction and with passion in my heart, I was one happy little girl. Along with rearranging my bedroom 2-3 times a month, and driving my parents crazy with change in the process.
Well, it was upon a return from college one day that I looked through some old stuff in a closet that had been stored away from high school. Mostly scrap books, old yearbooks, a book of poems I had written, art work, etc. But the amazement I had when I open a particular binder to find what I had totally forgotten about, took me back. I was so enamored I had to sit down on the floor immediately and check this out! I couldn't believe it. While looking threw this book of drawings I had done as a child, it made me dizzy with nostalgia. So many memories came back and I knew I was made for this for sure.
I am sharing some with you. Scales are off, things are askew in places, most are drawn on notebook paper, etc., but I don't care. I will cherish these forever!
Check out the vegetable and flower garden in the plan above!
It is funny to realize, as adults, that kids think they can make anything work. They live by their own rules.
It is truly a blessing doing what I love. They say if you find your calling, you will never work a day in your life. What work?..
