Has anyone's life ever turned out the way it was imagined?
The majority of us have hopes and dreams from a young age. Some are saddled with familial expectations. From childhood, we imagine ourselves as doctors or astronauts. Some of us have such things as music or sports foisted upon us in hopes that we will excel.
There can be a change of plans along the way. New interests arise, and new abilities emerge. In some cases, the future takes a back seat to simply getting through the rigors of the present.
Then there are the hopes delayed altogether for sundry reasons. Illness may strike. An unexpected loss of money may mean ruin.
How are things turning out?
Have things gone according to plan?
If not, can you explain the changes, please?