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Transitional Phases.

My good friend, Anna, just finished college at UNH. We exchanged a few quick words about it over Facebook (what have my friendships come to?) that can be summed up in one quick quote from the scholar: "oh. Ok. That part of my life is over now."

Weird.

You know that proverbial fork in the road that we most times never actually see, but instead unconsciously make a decision one way or another about? What about the times we do see it? Very seldom can I recall being able to actively, presently recognize when my life's course was shifting. But the times I do recall are incredibly strange.

"Well, I get that's the end of college."

Or what about the day I woke up and knew, without a shadow of a doubt, I wanted to be a mother? And soon. I'm not so sure I saw that fork, but I knew I'd come to it in those first waking thoughts - it was uncanny; as if I awoke a different person than I was when I had fallen asleep.

So, what do we do when our lives seem to naturally head in one direction, but we still want to make stops along the other route? About being a mom -- I want it, but I also want to travel Europe before I have kiddos. Can I do it all?

I keep thinking about my friends Khuong and Shannon. They are now married, happily in love, and traveling and advancing their careers. I want to know how it's done. I want that life.

I'm starting to wonder if it's my banking career that holds me back. Maybe I need a more liberal job; something artistic. Something less stringent and rigid. I could use that kind of freeing release, honestly. But would that resolve my worries about being able to accomplish all the life goals I have? Doubtful.

We'll see. As if I don't make enough lists, maybe I better make one of life events I'd like to accomplish and prioritize them. Then we'll see what happens. I'll post the results.

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