Where's the Hero or the Lifesaver in the house?

In Junior High and High School, I wanted to be a nurse. I wanted to help people, I wanted to be a hero. I moved around with that idea until I added being a veterinarian as well. I was terrible at Math and Science, and to this day, use a calculator for tips at restaurants and read science books even if I never went to any nursing courses. I guess maybe it was fear I would never pass, who knew. I wasn't too great at foreign language either, but god did I want to be! I wanted to speak fluent and go somewhere and be an interpreter maybe. I had so many dreams. I flipped around with what I wanted, even teaching, but nursing was my goal. I wanted to be a lifesaver and the person at the table when all was lost. I think that show Grey's Anatomy really went to that little head of mine, because I was hooked. I think I was hooked even before that show. I felt like I could do something for people and be a somebody, or what have you. I stuck to journalism later because I decided I could be as they say "Where the news comes first." I could write and I wasn't too bad at it, if I was honest. I didn't like econ class so that dream went out the window. I changed my major to English Lit and then flunked a class and I thought I was done. I mean really done.

 I changed it again to English Writing. I mean what the hell was I going to do with English Writing?! I loved every class even if I hated it. I worked so hard, I went stir crazy with those classes, and fast forward to today and I wish I was still taking a class with those teachers, each one. I work as an analyst in a world where Engineers, chemists, data managers, configuration managers, program office, and software, propellant, ballistics, you name it, are in one big circus to create a product we hope everyone wants. We work harder, faster, slower, depending on what is needed of us, or we just simply fall into assembly line. Some days are a blur, others you can't remember all the stuff you had to do you were so slammed, still others, you are picking your eyeballs out and looking at the time. They tell you to not write about your job, or that you need to be happy with what you have. Hold on, I am. It is just interesting to think of how I got here, and how much I have left to go and figure out. Maybe I will change again, maybe I will look for something different, more experiences, more challenges. 

The biggest thing here is that we are constantly changing within ourselves and around us. I gather we want what we cannot have, so the nursing dream, the scrubs, I hear it isn't all glory either. Wherever we go, we are the heroes at some point in our place where we are employed we just don't know it, till the hour of need arrives and it is up to you to follow through. They count on you, they need you, they depend on you, whether it's your family, your children, your employer, your team, you don't need to suit up or wear a uniform to show you are needed.

I think if they didn't need you, they would not have asked for you.