For work I travel around to Ontario Highschools, Colleges and Universities, particularily a lot of travel in the Fall. I looked at my schedule and I am booked to go back to the university I graduated from many years ago. In fact I did the calculations and 19 years ago I was 19 and starting first year university. I had to look at that number a few times, firstly because math is not my strong suit and secondly because I could not wrap my brain around the fact that it’s been almost 20 years since I was frosh.
Then I started thinking about what I would tell that girl if I could have a chat with my 19 year old self. What would I tell that fresh faced, bright eyed gal just starting her adventure into adulthood?
Would I tell her that in her first year of university she would drink a brew served in a garbage can called purple jesus? That she would become Co- President of the Rec. Student Association and that her partner would later return to the school as a Dean. Would she want to know that she will meet a boy in her second year that is President of the Juggling Club and a Philosophy major that would a few years later become her husband? Would I have wanted to know that there was no need to panic about potential pregnancy scares because as it turns out I have unexplained infertility and will never (or at least the next 19 years) conceive but that it won’t stop her from becoming a mother.
Would I have wanted to know that in the next nineteen years I would have a career path that included working at a ski school, a donut shop, a coffee giant and two post secondary instiutions. Holding job titles that include workshop facilitator, student recruiter, tour guide, preschool assistant, HR associate, blogger and the one that I still love seeing written on a business card….Coffee Master.
What advice would I have for myself as a fresh faced frosh? I would definately advise her to wear sunscreen and squirrel away some money for a rainy day. I would tell her to have fun, work hard, explore your passions, travel and don’t be in such a rush to be a grown up. Maybe I’d let her know that the furture she envisions now will not become the reality but life will unfold in a weird, wacky and wonderful way.
Ah, why spoil it. I think if she walked up to me now I would just give her a big hug, look into her twinkly eyes and awesome perm and tell her that she is beginning an amazing adventure, just hold on to your friends and enjoy the ride.