When I first imagined this post, I was going to talk about how my decision to not become a lawyer was pivotal in my life. In college I was an English major, and being the practical person that I am, all through college I assumed I would become a lawyer. But summer intern at investment bank, change direction, blah blah blah.
But when I thought about it, I realized that’s not the entire story. Once upon a time I too applied to college- not quite the prestigious schools where my daughter has applied, but still… And back in the day I applied to about seven schools. I applied to six of them as an accounting major, and I applied to one as a liberal arts. You know I ended up at the school that was based in liberal arts, eventually becoming an English major with concentrations in business and communications.
The college choice- well- I fully admit that I probably should have gone to a different college as far as my career went. I probably would have made a better and happier lawyer or accountant than a finance geek. But as for the rest of my college experience…
I made the greatest friends of my life in that college, via the college experience. I text my three closest friends from college at least weekly. They were the first I reached out to when I heard that Luke Perry had died (FYI- crushed, just crushed by this) They are the ones I reach to when I have something really bothering me. They are the ones I trust with all my secrets. And since college, none of us have ever lived in the same city. We have always been at least a three hour drive apart.
I have made friends since college, but there is something about the bond that the four of us share that makes it special. We realize that this is a situation more unique than not: I know plenty of people who did not make great friends in college. I know many who do not keep in contact with their college friends.
Special. Our relationship is special.
And I wouldn’t have it if I decided to become an accountant.
It’s funny how this one little seemingly meaningless detail altered my life, how my decision about what I wanted to study changed me in so many ways. It was these friends who helped me come out of my shell (you can totally blame them for how loud and opinionated I am) because they helped me find the courage to be myself.
We tell each other when we’re doing something stupid, we support each other when things are rough, and we cheer one another on when something good happens. I know my friend G is always there when I need to vent. I know M is around with sensible advice. And A always manages to make me laugh with her wit and charm. I have no idea what I bring to the table, but I’m glad they set up a chair for me.
So, I probably should have been an accountant. But I am who I am because of these three. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.