Ever since I was little I loved to create things with my hands, I especially loved to draw and paint. Art was my favorite subject in High School and I had some drawings of mine in a few kids magazines over the years. To think about it as a career though never crossed my mind when I was young. I’m not sure why, it was always something I liked to do but I never thought of it as more than that. I pursued my other love- sports and went to college to be an athletic trainer. That was a lot of work spent with sports teams, traveling with them to games in Pennsylvania and New York…. it was time consuming but I also enjoyed what I was doing. Then one day, things began to change at the college I attended and I began feeling LOST. What was I going to do, what was I meant to do, where should I go…. I remember thinking all those things.
I transferred colleges Junior year amid this confusion, tried to carry out the same goal of being an athletic trainer. I suddenly became a little fish in a BIG pond and then the snowball began to form. I loved what I was doing but I felt like all the hard work I had put in at my previous school (about 1000 hours spent with sports teams at practice, games and in the athletic training room) were all meaningless at my new school. I tried my hard but getting a D in Exercise Physiology forced me out of the athletic training program and I had to get the rest of my required intern hours on my own. I did this by interning at St. John Fisher College with their football team and finished the remaining 500 hours there. Fortunately, among that time I meet an awesome man who I followed to Texas and later married… Unfortunately that school “stumble” was frustrating for me career wise.
I did not pass the National Athletic Training exam after taking it 2 times. Hope of becoming what I spent 4 years learning about was null and void. Honestly, that’s what it left in me… a void, a career void. What was I going to do? After years of working a few teaching jobs (which I loved), I knew I needed to fill that void. It was hard leaving my job but at 26 I decided to take the leap! I went back to the same college I had transferred to and got a BA degree in Studio Art.
I look back and am so thankful to have pursued this passion that had lain dormant. All these difficult times made me persistent. I am so thankful I took that leap because the same year I graduated with my art degree, my daughter was born. All my time was then dedicated to her and that was ok because I had my degree in Art, my passion! I had learned so much, I took the classes I wanted to take and that made me happy! Life has ups and downs but I am finally on the right path!
Betsy ~ Sunshine On Water ~ http://www.sunshineonwater.com