It's been one of those days, well to be quite honest, months, where it's getting harder and harder to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I remember back in college when I was pledging for a pre-law fraternity (yuck, I know) and after a series of ridiculous and humiliating acts that I hope to never repeat, we had to slog our way through a mud filled tunnel. Clinging on to the "walls" of what felt like a huge tin can with only a few flashlights to guide us, not to mention white flip flops (why oh why), we finally made it to the end of the tunnel where a group of "brothers" stood waiting for us, each holding a lit candle, repeating the pledge in unison and welcoming us into the brotherhood. This was followed by loud congratulatory applause, wooping and yay-ing and slaps on the back. And I remember thinking....wtf. I just did WHAT, for THIS? Why? Why did I just go through months and months of memorizing the greek alphabet, family tree lines, and absolutely ridiculous verses? Why did I wake up at 4 am, then 5 am, then 6 am, driving to the local Denny's each time and taking photos in front of the huge clock to prove that we showed up on time. This didn't help me to get into law school, and about 80-90% of the people who joined never went to law school. So why did I do it? I did it because I felt like that was what I was
supposed to do. It was the cookie cutter thing to do. The 1+1=2 thing to do. And starting from the first day of pledging, I began my journey to becoming an
attorney.
I don't regret it, I like being an attorney and I'm grateful for my job (even if I gripe about it). I'm in a good place, especially given the current economy. And I say this to myself, everyday
you are blessed, you are blessed, you are blessed. But sometimes, I wonder where this journey will take me next. Was I meant to stay a big firm attorney, with the nice office and endless supply of office supplies? Do I move on to help others and work at a non-profit? I have no idea, but, as I have heard before, sometimes it's about faithfully forgetting the "everything you worked for" and giving yourself a chance to do the things you love. Letting go of all of the hard work you put in and doing something just because you worked so hard for it. It's about not letting your past, no matter what trials you have overcome, hold you down to a future you don't see as yours. Sometimes, it's just about doing something because you want to.
I am a firm believe in going through the tough times and working for something, because that's how you build your confidence. You get to look back at all of the things you have overcome and know that
you can do it! To some extent, life is a bank that you fill with experiences, and it gives you something to rely on during the times you're not sure of yourself. But, I'm learning now that it's about forgetting the things you went through not because they weren't worth it, but because it shouldn't dictate your life, and putting faith in yourself, your bank, and knowing that you can face what is to come next.