Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda

A few months ago, I decided to walk away from the mundanity that had become my career to pursue a dream. It’s not just any dream, it’s what I believe is my life’s purpose. 

Well, lately this path to purpose has gotten a tad rough, proving far from lucrative, and I’ve been questioning this move I made: Was it the right timing? What could I have done differently? Maybe I should run back to that lackluster career and pursue this dream later — like when the economy is better, or until I have a fool-proof plan. Sigh …

In life, we can’t turn back the hands of time. We make our choices, and for better or worse, we must live with them. There’s no sense in “should-ing” on yourself, as my classmate once said. In rough times, we all have to stick it out and hope for the light at the end of the tunnel (pardon the cliche). 

It was dreaming that got me here and dreaming — and lots of faith in God — is going to get me through. Besides, as my sister told me the other night, if it wasn’t meant for me to be here, I wouldn’t be. 

 

Peace and blessings (and no regrets),

 

S.Monette