The other day I was listening to a podcast (I wonder how many of my posts start out that way?), and this career coach was talking to the host about how young millennial women can better manage their job expectations, but also chase their dreams.
So much emphasis is put on millennials in just about every way these days, that we seem to forget there ARE other generations out there, and guess what? We have dreams too!
Is this the thought process: You spend your 20s “finding yourself” and experimenting with different jobs and working environments. Maybe in your 30s you start to find a better direction and stay the course…maybe you even met someone you are in a long-term relationship with or have gotten married and maybe have started a family. Perhaps even bought a house.
Then we “hit” 40 (by the way I’d like to kill whoever came up with that term), and suddenly whatever life path you chose is the one you chose. Good luck and Godspeed with whatever you picked.
(Insert record scratch)
Uh, no. Not-freaking-true.
Oh yeah I remember being 25 and thinking 46 was old. But just wait until you get to 46. Ask anyone my age and most will probably tell you that they really don’t feel much different than a 30-year-old. I look at my co-workers, who are all mostly way younger than me, not as “kids”, but as equals. The only time I notice a difference is when I talk about cultural references.
A couple weeks ago I posted that I saw the movie Anastasia was on Netflix. So I took a picture of the TV and made a comment on Instagram that I worked on that movie trailer. The year was 1997. I was 27.
A couple of my co-workers responded to me that they LOVED that movie when they were really little. That’s when I’m reminded that, “yup, I’m not in Kansas anymore Toto.”
Now that we got that out of the way, I’d like to remind “younger folks” that us old farts are not ready to be “put out in the pasture” quite yet.
I see a big world and a wide, expansive road ahead of me (fingers crossed). And while I’d say there might be more of an awareness of time now that I’m older, I still have many dreams for myself.
I dream of achieving things in my career that may or may not have anything to do with what I’m doing now.
I dream of living in a different state with a quieter and more simple way of life. Perhaps even raising some farm animals and having a huge garden.
I still want to get married. And the good news is since I’m older and probably have less time to live, the odds of divorce go way down. hahahahahahahaha! Bad joke?
I dream of traveling to many different places all over the world, but not necessarily cramming it all in in one year.
I dream of being known for something significant that has somehow impacted the world for the better.
I dream of setting up some kind of foundation where I can help younger people achieve THEIR dreams, especially kids who are more disadvantaged.
And yes, I dream of job satisfaction and a place where I’m appreciated and recognized for my efforts, JUST LIKE YOU, Mr. or Ms. or Mrs. Millennial!
So don’t buy me black balloons and a rocking chair just yet (although I did always have a fondness for any kind of rocking chair or swing).
I gotta lot of life left in me, as do other GenX’ers and Baby Boomers!