“you haven’t lived yet.” i was 23 years old, convinced marriage would ease all my concerns, when my mother spoke these words to me. at the time, marriage seemed a fantastical place where all my concerns of life would cease. a realm i’d enter once i figured out the game of life.
my mother is of the mindset that when it comes to the game of life, you must play to win. naturally, as her eldest daughter, i’ve internalized this way of thinking. after all, what is an eldest daughter if not the carbon copy of her most dominant parent? there is wisdom to my mother’s words. i’ve seen the best of my generation deferred, not by a chaotic macroeconomic landscape or advanced late-stage capitalism (although, both remain prevalent), but simply because they were distracted from the task at hand: becoming.
becoming is a result of decisions well-made while undergoing the heroine’s journey. the interesting part of this journey is that it never ends because life is a never-ending adventure. continuously un…
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