Today I lost my job.
Today I launched my new company!
Sometimes change is a good thing. You go for weeks, months, years wishing you could change something, and then the stars align and everything falls into place. I am amazed though, how the emotion of changing jobs wells up until all that is left are tears.
I’ve been working to build a new business for months, yet when today arrived it was still hard to walk away. It feels like I gave up, like I failed. But how can you fail there and succeed here?
Sitting at the restaurant two women walked in and sat at a table just across the way. Somewhere in their late 20’s, their arms freshly inked, I was drawn into their world. I wanted to know their conversations, I wanted to know who they were, so I excused myself from the table and went over and sat down with these strangers. It took everything I had to muster up the courage.
Recently a colleague shared a comment to others in the office “I wish I knew her when she was in her 20’s”. I’ve always thought of myself as the same. A little less spontaneous, but still daring enough to step out of the box now and then.
Have you ever stepped back from yourself and looked at who you are? I mean really look. Who were you at age 20?
It was 1973, I joined the Navy to see the world. It was the Vietnam Era and I wanted to be a torpedo man. Passed the tests too, but they didn’t allow women on submarines yet. Took my oath on the USS Coral Sea. I need to find that clipping…. Met an officer, married him, divorced him and set sail to the great state of Texas.
Life in my 20’s was pretty good. I remember one of my favorite things to do was dance. Being in Texas it was expected to patron Gilley’s. Rode the mechanical bull and drank a lot of beer. Had perm too.
But there is also the dark side. Those are the years that all but faded. I remember a girlfriend telling me I could be an escort for some big bucks. I remember man lining out some white powder on a backgammon chip in a bar.
Would you have liked me in my 20’s? Maybe for a little while. The bigger question is do you remember me?