Living La Ancha Vida!
When you were young did you get asked, “What do you want to be when you
grow up?” My answer was different almost every time I was asked…A milkman…An astronaut…A teacher…A foreign correspondent…A mommy.
“You’ll need to decide,” I was told, but the fact is, I still haven’t decided what I want to be when I grow up. And by the time I’m 90, I probably still won’t.
It’s just that there are simply so many interesting things to do! When I read about fascinating occupations or avocations, I want to learn more. And I want to try everything!
Something’s wrong with the notion that one has to decide on only one path for the rest of his or her life. It may seem a little more graceful, slightly more dignified, a tad more predictable. But doesn’t it run the risk of also being a lot more boring?
I like a saying they have in Mexico: “La vida es corta, pero ancha.” That is, “Life is short, but it’s wide.”
I favor grabbing for all the experiences this life has to offer— going wide — and ending with an epitaph that reads more like a full-length novel than a short story.

I, too, have yet to decide what I’ll be when I grow up! As of yesterday, I’m planning to be a performer in Cavalia. Or lead travelling caravans in Ireland. And maybe moonlight by teaching a motorcycle safety class.
I love your expression of ‘going wide’ and experiencing all we can. I think of it as riding the margins of life!