Sometime in the early 1980s, I resolved to become an astronaut. You can see me at left in my cardboard spaceship, blasting off into space. As a child of the 70s, I was part of the first generation of children raised to believe that they could be anything in life if they just wanted it enough, no matter what socioeconomic obstacles or simple lack of aptitude might stand in the way. No, the sky was the limit for us. But even that term was too restrictive--at least for me. I decided to set my sights higher: I would do a stint with NASA, followed by two terms presiding over the country as its first female president.
Instead, I became a wife and mother.
I have done other things, too. Some were exciting; most were not. On the whole, my life has been entirely ordinary. I never did make it to outer space. But somehow I still manage to see beauty and wonder and humor in everything, even here on solid ground. I'd like to share some of that with you. Thank you for joining me.