Do you remember the "Chicken Soup" books? They were "stories of life, love and learning" compiled into different volumes for different demographics (Dieteters, ocean lovers, gardeners, and pet lovers are all represented in their extensive list of titles... yowza!). I definitely had several volumes of the ever-so-poignant Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul books. Sometimes (okay, perhaps most of the time) the stories were a bit cheesy and contrived, but sometimes they were very applicable and inspirational. I found one such uplifting excerpt from the book Bittersweet that my darling friend, Tati, put on her always entertaining blog a couple months ago. Several of its points hit very close to home for me, and definitely encourage and challenge me. Perhaps it will do the same for you. :-)
THIS IS THE THING: WHEN YOU START TO HIT TWENTY-EIGHT OR THIRTY, EVERYTHING STARTS TO DIVIDE, AND YOU CAN SEE VERY CLEARLY TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE: ON ONE SIDE, PEOPLE WHO HAVE USED THEIR TWENTIES TO LEARN AND GROW, TO FIND GOD AND THEMSELVES AND THEIR DEEP DREAMS, PEOPLE WHO KNOW WHAT WORKS AND WHAT DOESN’T, WHO HAVE PUSHED THROUGH TO BECOME REAL LIVE ADULTS.AND THEN THERE’S THE OTHER KIND, WHO ARE HANGING ON TO COLLEGE, OR HIGH SCHOOL EVEN, WITH ALL THEIR MIGHT. THEY’VE STAYED IN JOBS THEY HATE BECAUSE THEY’RE TOO SCARED TO GET ANOTHER ONE. THEY’VE STAYED WITH MEN OR WOMEN WHO ARE GOOD BUT NOT GREAT BECAUSE THEY DON’T WANT TO BE LONELY. THEY MEAN TO FIND A CHURCH, THEY MEAN TO DEVELOP HONEST, INTIMATE FRIENDSHIPS, THEY MEAN TO STOP DRINKING LIKE LIFE IS ONE BIG FRAT PARTY. BUT THEY DON’T DO THOSE THINGS, SO THEY LIVE IN KIND OF AN EXTENDED ADOLESCENCE, NO CLOSER TO ADULTHOOD THAN THEY WERE WHEN THEY GRADUATED COLLEGE.DON’T BE LIKE THAT. DON’T GET STUCK. MOVE, TRAVEL, TAKE A CLASS, TAKE A RISK. WALK AWAY, TRY SOMETHING NEW. THERE IS A SEASON FOR WILDNESS AND A SEASON FOR SETTLEDNESS, AND THIS IS NEITHER. THIS SEASON IS ABOUT BECOMING. DON’T LOSE YOURSELF AT HAPPY HOUR, BUT DON’T LOSE YOURSELF ON THE CORPORATE LADDER EITHER.- SHAUNA NIEQUIST IN “BITTERSWEET”
xoxo,
at