My birthdays have begun to arrive with ever-increasing frequency. I always wanted them to come quickly - I could hardly age fast enough. I wanted to hurry up and graduate from high school so I could hurry up and graduate college so I could hurry up and get married so I could hurry up and have kids. And yet that's not how it happened.
Some changes in my grand plan were in my hands. (I am much happier with a career in technology than I ever would have been in elementary education.) And others were out of my hands. (When I finally decided that I did indeed want to have children, it was not to be.) And yet I am the person I am today because of those fractures in my lifetime map.
So what lies ahead? I have no idea. I can make choices that can determine it somewhat, but my future is still laid out in front of me in a shroud of mystery. I know it's vastly different than I imagined it 20 years ago. So I have stopped trying to predict it and started to enjoy the ride.
All I ask is that the speed limit be reduced.
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