The other day, my friend said to me that if she had life to live over again, she’d be a veterinarian.
I told her, “you’re only 35. You can still be a veterinarian.”
“I can’t go back to school.”
“Yes you can.”
“It’s a lot of math, I’m bad a math.”
“That’s not true.”
Three things, friends.
1. Don’t say CAN’T.
2. Don’t own limiting beliefs like they’re truth.
3. START NOW.
I’ve been working since I was 10, babysitting. And at 17, I got a real job, but I’m not counting grocery bagger as one of my professions…though…I did enjoy it. I loved talking to people. Cheering them up. Helping them with their groceries. Perfectly organizing their items into bags. Not over weighting them. Not putting meat with veggies. Cleaners with food. What I didn’t like was wrangling carts in weather, the smell of cilantro, and the feeling of tripe between your fingers. My favorite thing about that job? One day, I was asked to help a man who was blind gather items from his grocery list. He and I had the best time that day.
My professor, mentor and friend once told me, “some of my favorite people are people who don’t know who they want to be when they grow up.” Well I aim to please.
When I was young, I wanted to be Tina Turner. When I was 10 I wanted to be an astronaut (thank you Space Camp). When I was 11, a marine biologist (that one’s still on my list of possibilities…I refuse to give it up.). When I was 12-15 I wanted to be an attorney. When I was 16, I decided to be an occupational therapist. Teachers told me to be a teacher, because I had a “gift” for presenting material and teaching. In college, occupational therapist became human developmentalist. I toyed with forensic psychologist (again, that one stays on the list.). I’ve worked as a counselor, case manager, systems analyst, and policy consultant. I realize now, my gift and passion is helping people, building relationships, teaching, writing, and organizing. That’s what I want to DO when I grow up. I want to BE happy. I want to BE…ME. My profession will be an ever evolving manifestation of that.
Between 18 and 65 there are 47 years. That’s plenty of time to do what you want to do, but no time to waste being complacent.
SOME OF US ARE THREE PROFESSIONS INTO OUR WORK LIFE WHEN WE FINALLY DISCOVER WHAT REALLY LIGHTS OUR FIRE. ~ Danielle LaPorte, The Fire Starter Sessions.
When you know…DO IT. Start now.
I believe in you.