Friday, November 16, 2012
Talent
I have no talent. I am totally fine with this but I do wish that I did. When I was 8 years old my father sent me to piano lessons. I had lessons until I was 16, I was terrible. I begged my dad to please let me quit. He told me that one day I would tell him that I wished he would've made me keep playing. 21 years later and I still feel the same way, I'm glad he let me quit. I love to listen to others that can play an instrument. I'm hoping that D-boy has a talent, he has a guitar and loves to sing. We watch The Voice together every week, I think secretly I want him to be inspired. However I think this might've backfired on me. Last week he told us he wants to be a teacher which I thought was sweet and then he told me his reason. He wants to be a teacher for the hugs. Cute when a 5 year old says it but I'm thinking he should leave that off his resume at 25. Then this week he told me instead of being a teacher he wants to be on The Voice. I wasn't sure how to explain to him that being on The Voice is not a job. The list of what he wants to be when he grows up is getting longer. Rock Star, race car driver, professional soccer player, teacher, aspiring singer on The Voice. My hope for him is he finds something he loves to do and does that. I do feel bad though if he ends up playing the guitar, because I will ask him to play it every day and night :-)
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