When You Grow Up

You know how you grow up and your parents are like: So, kiddo, who you wanna be, when you grow up?! You wanna be a doctor, right?
And the kiddo goes: "Riight, I wanna be a doctor."

It's like a hypnose.

Well - long story short. I wanted to be a lawyer.
Although, when I realized that I didn't, really - I was about to become anything from a flight attendant to FSB agent.

And my Mom was like:
"Sure, Julia, I'll support you." "Maybe it's your thing."


And this morning, when we were talking. She said:
"Sure, Julia, I'll support you." "Because I want you to be happy."

Yep. That's what she said.
=)

I hung up the phone and cried.
:) in a good way.
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