I was chatting with a 20 something year old colleague said the other day, about how she was looking forward to the point in her life where she felt stable and knew where she was going to be. This sparked a debate among the group.

Do you ever get to the point where you can truly trust that you know where you are going to be? Should you actually want that? For the restless souls, that seemed like a terribly boring state to be in. For the old souls, it is the utmost goal in life.

 Totally a matter of perspective. I remember feeling similarly about wanting stability, and then when I got to a place that I had worked so hard for, I felt a little like I had reached the end of my choose your own adventure story. In a way, it is the end of the wondering, but it doesn’t have to be the end of adventure; it’s just different now.

I am exactly where I want to be. It’s not 100% how I imagined it, but pretty damn close. How I got here though, the people I have met along the way who have influenced and inspired me, the places I have seen and the things I have felt still feel like a surprise to me when I think back at the journey.

I’m a planner so there were times along the way where I had to completely change course and go a different direction which was super scary but allowing myself to be open to opportunities and trusting myself that I would find a good path got me to where I am.

I may be 40 but my adventure is far from over; the real fun is just beginning.

“First thing we’d climb a tree and maybe then we’d talk. Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts. With illusions of someday casting a golden light.  No dress rehearsal, this is our life.” ~ The Tragically Hip