Full Circle

It's funny really how much the kid version of myself knew about what was in store for me when I grew up. I never really listened to her until now.

The kid version of myself always knew that I would be writing, and researching new things every day.
I have been reading since before kindergarten. I taught myself, and my mom didn't believe me until she went to the library and checked out some books I had never read before. I blew her away when I read them all quickly.
I've also been writing since I started elementary school. God bless the parents that listened to my horrible poems and acted like they were the most wonderful thing in the world. They also sat through countless performances of the 'plays' that I wrote for fun over my breaks from school.

The kid version of myself also always knew that I would be fascinated by history. She always seemed to pick the books that had some form of historical significance to them, especially the American Girl books with Kit, Felicity, Josefina, Molly and that wonderful cast of characters.

What's even more interesting is that the kid version of myself knew what I would major in in college before I did. Those American Girl books, they had dolls with them. I chose to get Josefina, who spoke Spanish, and was around during the Mexican-American war and the Spanish-American war, for a birthday present. That little girl also saved up enough money to buy Kit, the girl from the 20's. The girl who wanted to be a reporter when she grew up.

The combination of Spanish and journalism, how odd.

Little did that girl know that the older version of herself would want to write for a living, major in Spanish and journalism, study abroad in Spain, and learn how to swing dance (which is definitely a dance straight out of the 20's).

Yes. I have come full circle. And I've known what I wanted to do all along, I'm just sorry I didn't listen to that little girl sooner.

Life's funny sometimes.

Until Next Time,
Avery