When I was young I had such grand ideas. I was going to become a nurse, a poet and author, then a doctor and eventually own my own hospital. As I grew into my teens, I was going to become a nurse, then a doctor, then a writer. I had learned that I could not possibly own my own hospital. A grand idea had been dropped from the greater scheme of things. Eventually I became a nurse who wrote in her spare time, and gave up the idea of becoming a doctor.
After qualifying, I decided the London Metropolitan Police force looked good. I lived in the suburbs of the city and we were at the height of the IRA bombings. I loved nursing, but felt like a change. My grand idea went out of the window when the form requested we put down our height. I failed by many inches! So another grand idea was pushed aside.
Here I am many, many years later and one of my grand ideas still remains. My nursing career has ended but I am still Glynis; writer and poet.