I was at a social function not too long ago where I overheard a woman in her mid-forties declare:
“Well, you can’t go reinventing yourself at my age!”
I just about spit out my drink. “Of course you can!” I heard myself say, more loudly than I’m used to.
It was one of those moments when the room went into slow motion and everything fell into sharp relief. I didn’t know this woman, and the look she shot at me suggested we wouldn’t be getting to know each other anytime soon.
“Well, I’m certainly not going back to school to become a lawyer just so my father can claim to have a lawyer in the family!”
As she continued to prattle on to her companion about the merits of sticking with her current job despite its demanding travel schedule, I finished eating my small plate of nibbles and reflected on her statement. I wanted to tell her that I am a living, breathing example of someone who has not only reinvented herself several times, but I’m also someone who anticipates reinventing herself again in another ten years or so. Reinvention is part of the life process, after all. Why would anyone want to remain the same throughout an entire life span?
I’ve always held the belief that it’s never too late to do something different with your life. I won’t sugarcoat the transition — it ain’t easy or without its bumps. But oh boy, is it ever worth the occasional scrape, bruise, and yes — contusion.
Being challenged, exploring new avenues, taking on new responsibilities are not for the weak-kneed or fearful. Reinvention is a messy ride, and one I wouldn’t trade for all the security and certainty in the world. For those who want safety, it’s there — to a degree.
For those who are looking for that next adventure around the bend, having lived out the one they are currently a part of, reinvention awaits with open arms and infinite possibilities. I don’t care how old you are. It’s never too late.
