V is for Veterinarian


Lily has decided she wants to be a veterinarian.

Of course what she really wants to be is an animal rescuer, like Diego.

But since that’s not a thing, she will settle for veterinarian.

She told me of her plans the other day on the way to the Bronx Zoo. She couldn’t remember what you call a person who helps animals when they’re sick. So I told her they were called veterinarians. And then she told me she wanted to be one.

I think this is a brilliant idea. She loves animals, has a heart of gold, and an interest in education. My instinct- I’m not kidding- was to find a vet who would let her job shadow for a day.

As a reminder, Lily is not quite 4.

I like plans. I like knowing what is going to happen. I like being on a path. And truthfully, my career training started at 6 with piano lessons. But I don’t think we knew then that it would be career training.

I wish I could look into a crystal ball and see what she’s supposed to be. Then I could make sure she has all the right opportunities and experiences.

But I guess it’s also pretty cool watching a kid change and grow. Odds are pretty high she’ll become a professional Something-That-Doesn’t-Exist-Yet. So while we wait, I do the only thing I can, given my lack of crystal ball. Every night I pray with her that we help her become just who she’s supposed to be.

That’s better than a crystal ball anyway.

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