Dreams

There’s a point in your life where you have to follow your dreams. You have the choice to do what others want you to do, or what you want to truly do. In your heart you want to go to school for photography, but in reality your parents want you to go to school for something more. Yes, they are just watching out for you. They don’t want you to be some starving artist, or bum on the streets. So, you do what you think will bring you the most money. You start looking into medical schools, or law schools hoping that you can put your passion behind you, and maybe one day you can forget that silly dream of yours.

A smart young man told me once “After my accident I realized that I should be going to school for my passion, and not doing something for money. I rather be paid little doing something I’m passionate about, than doing something I’m not passionate in.” He graduated from high school at the age of fifteen. Started going to medical school, and then after a car accident he quit school soon after. Why? He was sick of not doing something he was passionate about. He quit medical school to go to an art institute for culinary. Amazing right? A guy who was so smart, and could have had a great career as a doctor put that all behind him to fulfill a long forgotten dream.

That people is chasing after your dreams. Don’t be afraid to chase after your dreams. Don’t let that dream be a forgotten memory. If you’re passionate about writing than write, become that writer you always wanted to be. We have dreams for a reason. It’s something what we look forward to fulfilling, and hope to do for the rest of our lives. It can be something as simple as flying. If you want to fly an airplane by-gosh fly that plane. I had that choice once before. Either do something that I know will get me money and make my parents, or do something I’m truly passionate. At first I went to choosing something I knew would make my parents proud.

In high school my senior year I started taking college medical classes. After I graduated I planned on moving to Massachusetts to go to Toughs medical school. When summer came around I graduated, and my birthday soon followed after. I only wanted one thing…a camera. I loved taking pictures and it was a passion of mine. When I held that camera in my hands I remembered a silly dream of mine. I wanted to go to an art school. One in the state I lived in. This was a school I always dreamed of going too. Then after I graduated I wanted to move to New York, and become a professional photographer. I wanted to take pictures of models for magazines, and maybe after I got the money travel to take pictures of the world and capture its true beauty. I wanted to show people how beautiful the world truly is.  

I was so ashamed that I forgot such a dream, and I was mad at myself for letting my parents influence my decisions. I had so many dreams I wanted to do. I wanted to be a photographer, and at one time I even wanted to be a baker that owned her own business that people all over would want to visit. That summer I had a choice, to be a photographer, a baker, or a doctor. That summer I choose to be a photographer. I had it set in my mind, and nothing my parents could say would change that. I followed my dream, and I’m still following my other ones as well. Not only am I going to be a photographer I’m going to school for culinary. I’m doing my passions and it’s something I’m glad I decided to do, because I’m doing something I love.

So, when you have those choices follow your dreams. It’s better to make money in what your passionate about than in something you’re not. Don’t be afraid to take that step forward and do something you love. Just because people can’t see eye to eye with you doesn’t mean you have to give up on your dreams. Life just is too short to not follow your dreams.