A few weeks ago, I talked about transitions and how to pay attention to both the monumental and the subtle changes. Clearly, people are capable of change.
On the other hand, I think there’s a pretty substantial part of all of us that is just fundamentally never going anywhere, and it probably shouldn’t. Once, my husband I were talking about our kids’ futures, and he said, “It’s impossible to tell what they’ll be into as an adult and what kind of a career they’ll want.”
I’m not so sure. When I considered what each of us wanted to be when we were little, what our dreams were growing up, not much had changed. Probably somewhere in this house, there’s a journal from when I was around eleven with “Write a bestseller” at the top of a list of future goals. So many people hold on to that childhood goal either as a career or a hobby, or at least there’s some core characteristic that forges their paths. My husband wanted to be an architect, and he’s a civil designer, fork in the road but not a different highway altogether.