I am typing this post as I am flying home from a long meeting in Orlando. Perhaps the meeting itself was not super long (Saturday - Tuesday), but with travel in on Friday, and many hours of travel home (FL to MN to UT) on Tuesday afternoon/evening, I am exhausted. Additionally, I had a super busy week leading into the conference with packed days Monday - Thursday.....and will return to extremely busy days Wednesday - Saturday (weekend meeting).
So, during this few hours of quiet on the plane (or at least quiet as I can muster over the loud-talker behind me, whose voice I can hear louder than my iPod), I decided to blog for a minute. As always, I should be working (as never seems to be a minute when I feel "caught up"...actually I have given up believing that state exists), but perhaps a brief pause will help.
As I was participating in the meeting, I found myself thinking about work and professional careers in general. As a little girl, I knew I wanted to be an educated and competent woman, but never planned to work - I believed I would graduate from the working world long before this age.
Alas, life does not always happen in the linear fashion you plan, and as such, I have found myself immersed in the world of physician education - and within an industry I absolutely love. And surprisingly to those who knew me in highschool, I am not terrible at it. Somewhere along the way, it took over and now seems to define who I am and how I think about myself.
As I think about changing that paradigm and considering what I would do if I didn't allow this profession to usurp the majority of my life, passion, and time, I don't know who I would be, as my persona has become part of this whole beautiful mess. So the enigma is now, could I go back to the other expectation?
Fascinating.
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