“Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power. “
To anyone who still reads this, welcome to the next chapter in my life. It took three years, three jobs, and another degree, but I have finally reached a plateau. The position I have only lasts for 6 months, but it’s a start. The work’s good, the pay’s great, and people seem to treat me like a professional. In many ways, this is a year of coming full circle for me. I’m now in touch with people I haven’t seen in so long, with many stories to show for the years of separation. And finally, finally, I get to move in with the love of my life.
In my experience, it’s always healthy to keep skeptical about victories like this. Accounting for the 6 month time limit, have I finally succumbed to the insidious combine, doomed to a life of interchangeable parts and quiet desperation?
Working life felt that way when I was 21, working on a co-op for a large corporate head office. All I could see there was a glorified high school, where people traded their time, and ultimately their lives, for two weeks in Mexico once a year. It scared me half to death. The glorified high school, not Mexico.
It’s strange that now, with more responsibility than ever, I have never felt more free. The question is why?
The short answer is that I’m now free from worry. I’m no longer dependent on a student’s budget to buy groceries, and the experience I get from this job will be invaluable towards getting my next position. The long answer is now that I’m older, I’m a lot more sure of what I want to do with my life. I want to have a wife, raise a family and own my own house. I also want to finish a novel, write some useful computer programs, and go back to rugby. At no other point in my life was I able to do all of those things.
At the end of the day, I can only be thankful for everything up to this point. For my current fortune, and the experiences leading up to it. I’m also thankful for my friends and family that are happy and healthy. I pray for those that are not, to quote an Abbotsford cliché. No matter where I end up, I’m always looking for a reason that I am where I am. Right now those reasons seem pretty good.