Possibilities. Choose the wrong one, and you get stuck.
When I started college, there weren’t that many possibilities. Sure, at the time there were, but nothing like the possibilities for young women today. I didn’t have to confine my career choices to secretary or teacher, but there were still a lot of limitations. I had no idea what WAS possible then.
I didn’t stick with my original career choice (broadcast journalism) but did spend many years in advertising. Those skills still serve me, so I suppose nothing is ever wasted. But I’ve always been reminded (often by friends and family) of things that “just aren’t possible.”
Oddly enough, though, there are more possibilities today for a middle aged woman than there were in the 1980s for a young woman or at least in my corner of the world. Hmmm. And interestingly, things that one would say are “impossible” for me hold no interest. Meh.
There are many things that fall into the “oh, that would be nice” category. I love it that I have possibilities. Many things are possible, and my challenge is to first remember that, and then decide what is worth my passion, time and effort.
It’s possible! C’est possible! Knowing something is possible gives you a choice as to whether or not to pursue it.
In considering my #OLW (One Little Word) for 2018, I had several choices. I kept coming back to the word possible. It chose me, so that’s the word for the year.
I’m reminded of the song “It’s Impossible” from Rogers and Hammerstein’s musical Cinderella.
For the world is full of zanies and fools
Who don’t believe in sensible rules
And don’t believe what sensible people say
And because these daft and dewy-eyed dopes keep building up impossible hopes
Impossible things are happening every day!
Call me a zany fool. It’s possible.