“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”– Eleanor Roosevelt
This is one of my favorite quotes. I used it often when discussing college with my Son, and his dream of becoming a video game designer. Having a child just starting out on the path to pursue their ultimate dream is both invigorating and scary.
I know first hand the passion it takes to truly hang on and persevere, even when all the odds are against you. You most certainly need to believe your dream is attainable. If not it’s much too easy to give up.
When the spark to become a screenwriter ignited in my mid-thirties, many people thought I was nuts. And to be honest, they were probably right, but it didn’t stop me. I dove head first into learning everything I could about screenwriting, from concept to finished script, to all that goes into actually seeing a script become a finished film.
It truly became my passion. I could see nothing else but the dream of seeing one of my stories come to life on the silver screen. To say I was driven is an understatement.
Over the course of two years I completed two feature length screenplays and a short. And while I worked on the development of a third, I worked hard at getting my scripts out into the world.
During this pursuit though, a dream I had given up all hope of ever happening came to fruition. That dream was becoming a Mom.
And, becoming a Mom superseded all other dreams. At least while raising my Son. My focus was my Son, but I never gave up on the dream of one day being a “paid” screenwriter.
That was nineteen years ago and in that time I have discovered ones dreams can change and evolve.
When I was very young, becoming a teacher was my ultimate dream. Then by high school the world of graphic design took over. I pursued that dream in earnest, until my mid-thirties when being burned out on the world of advertising lead to the discovery of screenwriting.
And, as I noted above, this pursuit lead to the fulfillment of the dream of becoming a Mom. During the time raising my Son though, the screenwriting dream changed.
By the time my Son was in middle school, I resurrected the screenwriting dream. Completing two more feature length scripts, and even having some success with them in competition. Unfortunately, with time, all the leads generate by the competitions ran dry.
It was at this point I once again decided to put the screenwriting dream on hold until my Son was in college.
BUT, I wasn’t going to stop writing.
By the time my Son was heading into high school, he and I had become huge “The Walking Dead” fans and I found the show was actually a great parenting tool and a means to break through the brain fog of my teenage Son.
With that in mind, the idea for my first blog was born and in 2014 I launched “Waking the Walker – a Mother’s quest to survive her Son’s zombie years AKA his teens.”
This blog became my new passion. It gave me a writing outlet which I desperately needed, and forced me to expand my style of writing from fiction to non-fiction.
It helped me find my voice, a voice I never knew I had. And I discovered I actually enjoyed writing about life and my personal experiences more than I did writing fiction.
In addition, over the course of writing, “Waking the Walker” my dream of becoming a screenwriter evolved. I realized at the core of that dream is the desire to write.
As long as I’m writing I’m alive.
Which is why I knew I needed a new outlet once I retired “Waking the Walker” when my Son headed off to college.
What better than a transitional blog I thought?
Which gave birth to this blog “Waking the Woman – a Mother’s quest to rediscover herself after her Son leaves for college.”
In a sense things have actually come full-circle. In search of one dream I fulfilled my ultimate dream of becoming a Mom, which lead to the discovery of new dream.
When my Son was born I found a little sign that reads “Sometimes on the way to a dream you get lost and find a better one.”
This quote so defines my path and one that would not have happened if I hadn’t trusted my gut and listened to my heart way back when.
I will be turning fifty-eight this year, and although the thoughts of retirement dance in my head like sugarplums, I do know you’re never too old to pursue a new dream.
For me that dream is to become a “paid” writer. If I can achieve this, retirement won’t even come into play. As long as I am able, I can and will write.
And, with purpose, passion, persistence and a lot of faith, I believe all dreams are attainable.
SO, as my Son pursues his dream of becoming a video game designer, his Mom will pursue her new and evolved dream of “paid” writer.
And in so doing, continue to remind myself that….
“What we desire our children to become, we must endeavor to be before them.” – Andrew Combe
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