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What is success going to look like? I don't want only the letters behind my name; I want to milk every bit of learning I can out of the experience
Not a hero but a fairy
I never really wanted to be a hero when I was little. They seemed to get hurt a lot and were always screaming and fighting . . . my sister wanted that bit not me. I wanted to be a fairy. A little pixie full of light and magic. That's what I wanted.
As I've gotten older and my wants and desires have changed, I find I still want to be a fairy, just not in the same sense as when I was a little girl.
I don't want to be this big, loud unstoppable force that bursts in and saves the day. I don't want to be the one who fights and screams and wields justice like a sword. That has never been who I am, not would I want to take on that mantle unless absolutely necessary.
I would much rather be a fairy. Someone who flits in and fixes problems and makes you smile and forget about the darkness for a little while. I want to be a spice of help and "magic". If you need anything, I want to be the one you go to. Then, with a flick of my wrist and a smile on my face, you shall have it.
Then again, perhaps I should be neither. Perhaps instead I should strive to be a woodland elf. A creature of magic and peace and quiet strength. That way I could be both a warrior and a being of magic and light.
flower child
Unii m-au golit de haine,dar tu m-ai golit de sentimente.
enjoy the nature