10/21/2026
This past weekend, my nine-year-old daughter asked me, “Mommy, what did you want to be when you were little?”
Without hesitation, I told her I wanted to be a teacher.
As a child, I had an imaginary classroom. My dad handmade my blackboard, desk, and chair, while my mom gave me her old work dresses and heels to dress the part. What felt like play to me was a gift my parents recognized and encouraged.
Years later, I realized something powerful:
I never stopped teaching. I simply never carried the title.
Through leadership, mentoring, coaching, and everyday conversations, I've been living out that childhood passion all along. The classroom changed, but the calling never did.
“For the gifts and calling of God are without repentance.” — Romans 11:29
Life may redirect your path, but the gifts God placed within you remain.
So here's my question for you: What did you dream of becoming as a child, and where is that gift showing up in your life today?
Sometimes, the dream isn't lost. You've simply been living it in a different way. 💚
I'd love to hear your story in the comments! 👇
