I still remember my preschool graduation like it was yesterday. I was dressed in yellow tights, a yellow leotard with a yellow tutu to complete the outfit (If you are imagining a miniature Big Bird, you are not far off). I leapt from one side of the stage to the other with my head held high. Smiling, I walked up to the microphone with as much confidence as a five year old little girl could exude, and proudly stated to the audience, “When I grow up I want to be a ballerina” before skipping off the stage as my ringlet curls bounced behind me.
I never did become a ballerina.
Fast forward a few (or 30) years and I did become a divorced, single mom with two college degrees, and a flock of backyard chickens.
I am far from being what that five year old little girl dreamt of being so many years ago. Oh well. Life happens. And then you buy some chickens.
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