My Plans

I had so many plans when I was just a boy… plans that would bring me fame and wealth…happiness and joy… I planned to be a pilot…I planned that I would fly… up among the birds and stars…as I soared across the sky. I planned to be a movie star…I planned to live in Hollywood. I planned to travel around the world…making all the movies that I could. I planned to be a football star…quarterback was my goal. I planned to lead my team right down the field…and to the Super Bowl. I planned to be a rock star…my music would be the rage… people would smile and wave and call my name…as I played upon the stage. I planned to be a doctor…and I planned never to be vain as I cured people of their sicknesses…and eased them of their pains. But a teacher(?) , husband(?) , Dad(?) , and PopPop(?) …these I never planned to be… It seems, to me, that Destiny…had other plans for me. Yet not a day goes by that I don't smile…softly clasp my hands… and thank my lucky stars…to have this life I never planned.