"So, if you're looking for work and have a choice of a job, choose a job that allows the opportunity for some creativity, and for spending time with your family. Even if it means less pay, personally I think it is better to choose work that is less demanding, that gives you greater freedom, more time to be with your family, or to do other activities, read, engage in cultural activities, or just play. I think that's best" --Dalai Lama
How sad, I thought--why not go now? What stops him? Why can't you go to law school at 49 or 50? Or 60? At what age do we just give up and say "Oh, it's too late..."?
And so, I told him that I thought he should go--for him and for his students to see that you are never too old to do something new, to change your career, or to follow a dream--even if the dream is one you just came up with. You see, who knows what they want to be? I think it is a rare thing to find someone who actually does what they wanted to do since they were young.
And who knows what they want to be anyway? I don't--and I'm 48 (going on 49).
I am lucky to have a job where I can be creative every single day. I am also lucky to be part-time and to be able to name the days and hours I am available to work. For the most part, I work with nice people and have a nice environment in which to work. Okay, so I don't earn a heap of cash, but I believe it is a trade-off for the above-mentioned flexibility.
My job does not define me--it never has. When I am asked what I do for a living on forms, I rarely list my job. Most times it just leads to more questions like "Do you have another insurance carrier with your job?", so I just don't bother to list it. Hey, it's only 25 hours a week--it isn't worth the effort. And besides, a part-time job isn't what I "am"--well, not to me anyway.
I am lots of things, but a job title isn't one of them.
So, as I swam yesterday, I thought about this and I started to list all the things that I AM--which is a lot because I was bored swimming laps and I had a lot of laps to go--but I was amazed at the list of things that I was......and what I want to be. See, I don't give up on wanting to be yet--even if I've logged some 40-plus years behind me. I still have time and I certainly still have ever-changing dreams.
I think the day you give up wanting, dreaming, BEING....is the day it is all over. And I certainly don't want that description of what I "am" to be a corporate term on a manila file folder.
I'm so much more fun than that.