Fate, probably not

Usually, I don’t believe in fate. I believe in taking control of my life. That’s a reason for the many job changes in recent years.

But now, I am at a place in my life where I am wondering if everything that happened – including shoulder surgery and the hassles with my arm that came after that – I wonder if all that led me here.

I used to say “everything happens for a reason” but it was more of a coping mechanism than a deeply-rooted belief. But what if it is not wrong anyway? What if it all happened for a reason.

(at this point I should clarify that I am thinking about my career and choices while writing this)

I have been working for almost 2 decades (with baby years) and never came across anyone twice in my jobs. Never. Even though that sector is small, I never met anyone I went to school with or worked in a different job or even met at a teaching. Never until now. Now, I am working with 5 people I encountered before. And steadily, more are added to that list.

Am I at a place in my life where I am ready to settle, and ready to share my experiences, and me, actually?

Did it all have to go this way for me to get here?

I am shaking my head at the nonsense I am writing and yet… It makes a little bit of sense to me…

Have a nice Wednesday