I’ve always been awed by people who know what they want to do with their lives. A life long passion. A purpose. A drive.
I’ve always felt more like a leaf in a stream. Sometimes the stream flows slowly and I can take the time to explore what I see around me. To dream. Other times the stream runs swiftly, and I’m swirled into eddies, trying to stay afloat. No time for dreams.
Life offers so many possibilities. I can’t imagine choosing one or two. I don’t want to narrow my choices. I want to explore them all. I’ve never been strongly drawn to any one thing.
I followed wherever the path seemed to lead me during my career, and that worked out well. I was very lucky to be hired by a technology company that let me create my own role. I fought against being boxed in by traditional definitions of what a finance director should do, and that worked for a long time. Then it didn’t. And I’m glad. Because I am now free to pursue words and stories and music and art and gardens and cooking and whatever else catches my imagination.
I am happiest swirling down my own stream, pausing to explore when I want, and rushing towards a destination when I need. And words. Always words. There are stories to tell.