If I were to have a frank tête-à-tête with my 20 year old self, here’s what I’d tell her:
Looking at a situation as being better or worse isn’t nearly as helpful as looking at it simply as what was and what is.
An interesting shift happened when I entered my 30’s. Instead of worrying about my own aging, I began worrying about my parents’ aging. I wish time would slow down for them.
I think we go through cycles of change – when the complete unexpected throws you off your equilibrium –giving you the opportunity to reassess and recalibrate. This past year was one of those cycles for me – and slowly but surely the pieces that were thrown up in the air are falling into place.