Little reflections/Summer time

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Its beautiful out today. One of those rare gem days that don't come along more than six, seven times a year. My eleventh grade English teacher used to call them Pocket Days(See old favorite below), days that were so uncommon that you'd take a mental picture of them and put them away in your pocket for the days which weren't so grand.

Lately, the pocket days are coming in handy.

It's just that as of late, taking a stroll down memory lane brings up so many questions. What if I had taken the internship in DC or had moved to San Diego? Stayed at Sony? What if I didn't end up in new York? What if I had pushed myself a bit more. What if, What if?

But why bother with the uncertain questions now. Its exactly that, a quest (-ioning) for an answer. But at a young age I learned that so many -probably the most important questions- don't deserve a quest, because the answers aren't what you want them to be. So let them be, leave them where they are.

And so you're left with the days in between moments: the moment when you realize that the people surrounding you will probably love you the most in life even though you haven't yet met the most significant ones to you- a child, a grandchild, a mentee, a husband.. the moment when you feel that this profession has begun to define you-who you are is a mere reflection of the title given to you.. the moment when you feel that the most control is when you've lost all semblance of sanity, put all that you have on the cement and let nature run its course, when control means letting it all go... and hope that which comes next, comes when you need it the most.

Little reflections/summer time.