My life, my life, my life, my life in the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Sunshine, everybody loves the sunshine
Sunshine, folks get down in the sunshine
Sunshine, folks get ’round in the sunshine
~Roy Ayers

I want to be rich and famous…..like Oprah. I’d settle for extremely well off and known in my industry like Ann Fudge or Cathy Hughes. That is always the life I envisioned for myself. I would be a superstar in Corporate America, eventually having my own television show and marrying a mega rich man. Well, I’m 30 and nowhere near rich or famous. I also haven’t met a mega rich man either. I’ve met some really great guys who I know will be fantastic husbands and fathers one day….but not mega rich.

I have a few girlfriends who I consider extremely well off….borderline wealthy. I envy them sometimes because that’s the life I have dreamt of for myself…ya know? I don’t envy them enough to give it a second thought but it would definitely be nice.

But obviously everyone isn’t destined to be rich and famous. Some people’s path is to be middle income and they should be just as happy with that….a loving family, a stable home, and comfort. So at what point do you abandon dreams of being the next Oprah, Ann, or Cathy and accept being Original Diva who still has to work every day and doesn’t have a mega rich man in sight?