What do YOU want to be when you grow up?

Coping with Major Life Transformations Part 2- Career
I feel at a young age we all have been asked the same question regarding the future. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Now if you were like me I wanted to be a marine biologist, a famous actress, hmmm at one point I think I wanted to be an astronaut and walk on the moon. As college years came closer the same question was asked again. Well… what do you want to major in? I remember thinking to myself, so wait a minute I have to know what I want to do for the rest of my life at 18 years of age when I barely knew myself, let alone what the real world was all about.
A little bit about my background. I am 1 of 3 girls raised by Colombian Immigrant parents. I am not sure anyone every asked my parents what they wanted to be when they grew up. I grew up with a father who was a cook and a mother who cleaned houses. They both worked their asses off to give my sisters and I a better life. What I noticed is that my parents looked very tired and money was always an issue. I grew up not wanting to take a job because I needed the money but because I had a passion for it. The sad truth is that we spend more hours at work than we do home. So if that’s the case why would anyone do a job they hate? With this always in the back of my head I would always answer people: ‘whatever I do and wherever life takes me, I just want to be happy.’
Now as humans we should always be evolving, for what made you happy then does not necessarily make you happy now. So what happens when you have worked so hard for a certain career path only to realize that you truly are not happy and that you don’t want to do what you are doing anymore?
Well I Congratulate you first and foremost for acknowledging it. That is a big step for anyone. So you start dreading going to work, it’s getting harder to wake up in the morning, you have that pit in your stomach when you enter your office. So now what? Reality is you need that paycheck. Jobs now a days are not a dime a dozen. The job market is a difficult one. What will everyone think? Your parents would think you’re nuts, would your significant other understand and be supportive? You start talking your way out of your misery. “It’s not that bad” “This is what I chose to do and I’ve put so much time into it. I am not a quitter. I should just stick with it” “How would it look a thirty something starting over?”
How do I know this you might ask? Well because that was me some time ago. It’s real and it happens. I am here to write now from the other side that there is a brand new life waiting for you if that is what you choose to do. I think John Lennon had it correct. Keep it simple when it comes to making decisions. If you just think to yourself what makes you happy and brainstorm from there I am sure new job options will pop up maybe ones, you never even thought of. You have to really take a look inside and understand what are your needs and values. I believe if everyone listened more to themselves we all would have less suffering.
Now it won’t be easy but nothing ever worth it is. I mean life is so short why do you want to spend it unhappy or feeling unappreciated? Imagine reconnecting with yourself again? Getting back to the basics? Laughing again, loving your job and yourself. You are the writer of your own book and like a book there are chapters. You don’t have to stay at a job just because. You don’t need to settle. Take a leap of faith. You are worth it and ultimately you will find that “dream job” as the universe works in mysterious ways. Things will happen if you let it. Turn the page and write your new career chapter.
So I ask you again… What do YOU want to be NOW.. not when you grow up or in 10 years... take the time to check in with yourself and ask yourself this question time and again to see if you are still on your journey. And remember the ultimate goal always in every aspect in your life is to BE HAPPY.
Wishing and Hoping that everyone finds their TRUTH- However and Whatever that looks like for you.

Audrey Elise