Truth be told, I ripped off the title of today’s post from the Dr. Seuss classic, Oh, the Places You’ll Go!
And even though I received that book as a high school grad gift in 2003, the themes and ideas from it haven’t left my mind since. The famous children’s book is loaded with adult symbolism about goals, purpose and overall direction in life. To me though, every time I read it, I think of the literal places I will go.
I have this constant fear that time is passing me by too quickly, and that I will miss out on the things I should be enjoying at my age. And by “things” in this case, I’m referring to travelling.
For years, I’ve wanted to visit countries and experience cultures all over the world, but realistically, I knew there was a chance it may not happen—or at least not in the time frame I had hoped.
When I was 18, the age where you basically make all decisions for yourself, I had two main priorities: to move out and to start a career. So for the next eight years to follow, I made those goals happen.
But because of such goals, my dreams to travel got thrown somewhere on the backburner. That’s not to say I haven’t been on some amazing trips in my lifetime, but until last year (and with the help of my incredible Aunt), I had never left the continent.
And now that I’ve inevitably accomplished my goals of moving out and starting a career, I’ve moved on to other priorities: marriage and the potential (and major!) purchase of a house.
So once again, my priorities have overtaken my desire to do any kind of serious travelling. But at the end of the day, I would not trade my choices for anything.
Sure I could book a quick and easy all-inclusive right now, but then I probably couldn’t afford to have an awesome wedding in a month.
And sure I could quit my job (and maybe convince John to do the same), but would it be worth giving up what we have both worked so hard to build?
What I’ve come to realize is that you can’t have it all—or at least not all at once. And the harder you work for something, the more you will appreciate it.
I have such fond memories of my travels thus far—everywhere from Montreal to New York, Vancouver to Hawaii and Greece to Italy. And part of the reason why I think so highly of these places is because it took a great deal of time and effort to get to there.
So I’d like to make a toast to all: to the places you’ve been and the places you’ll go…