My reality is... I never had a plan A. For whatever reason, I had assumed that my life would be done before I graduated high school. So, at 31, it's ironic that I am thinking about preparing a "plan B." That's not to say I've spent the past 14 years aimlessly, lacking goals, or unable to make a decision. Rather, like recently heard commercial, most of the best experiences in my life came from saying "yes."
My self-imposed life challenge is that once I'm an old lady, I want to look back upon my life and smile. I want to nod to myself and say 'yea, I did that.' I want to be amazed at all of the 'life' that I packed in: wasted hours alone, wasted hours with friends, wasted hours sleeping, wasted hours eating a Sunday brunch. I want to reminisce on contrasts that seemed unbelieveable: ocean waves washing over a cactus, penguins in the tropics, swampland in NY, and phantoms in old buildings. I want to remember helping others, without demanding repayment. I want my scorecard at the end of my life to have more pluses, than minuses. And I want a few split-decisions!
So, instead of throwing out my plan A, I think I ought to build a plan B that keeps me on track with enjoying plan A.
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