I'm not typically an incredibly nostalgic person. I like moving forward. I like learning new things. I like thinking about what's possible. So maybe it's the change of seasons. Maybe it's some of the things that have been happening around me. Maybe it's seeing my kid race out to the bus, all arms and legs and muscley boy with deodorant in his bag for gym class.
But I've been feeling quite, well, nostalgic. The kind where I wonder how things would be different if I could go back and do it differently. The kind where I miss having so much in front of me that there simply was no back to look at and question if it was the right path.
This is a new feeling for me, because this isn't typically who I am and what I'm about. And I've never been one of those, "Everything happens for a reason" people. But like everything, it's a transition I suppose I need to embrace. Because there are no mulligans in life. That's probably for the best, after all.
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For about ten years after I got married, I was totally not who I had intended to be. I learned that it was not an ending, but a detour. I returned to the kind of work I had wanted, with the advantage of my unexpected experiences.
All this is part of what I had learned...you've probably heard this...
Nothing you ever learn is wasted.
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