I've not been very faithful about blogging lately because my headspace has been occupied with a lot of other things.
I turned 46 the other day. That's one of the things. Firmly into middle age now, closer to 50 than 40. I still feel like I am on a journey of exploration and I'm still not sure what I am going to do when I grow up.
I'm making a sharp turn in terms of my academic focus. I realized once I got to UNH that if I am going to work in the health management and policy realm, the thing I care most about is people, and how organizations integrate, develop, and empower people. So I'm starting a new research stream focused on "talent management". To that end, I have a new blog, cleverly named Bonica's Talent Management Blog, and a new Twitter, @bonicatalent . I've been a little better about posting to the Twitter account than the blog - the idea being to try to put something out every day as a form of discipline to keep focus on the new stream.
So professionally I am once again standing on a bridge that goes to unfamiliar territory. Life's a journey with a lot of crossing points like this.
Personally, I am at a few other bridge points, too. My kids are almost grown, and are slowly making their way out of my house and my control.
Other things, as well. Places in my mind that I want to cross, but haven't found the bridges yet. Or maybe haven't built them.
It's a cliche, but I do see life as a journey. Maybe that's because I have moved so many times in my life. But more than a physical journey. It is also a spiritual journey. At 46 I realize I have accumulated a lot of mistakes. I am much more sympathetic at 46 than I was at 26. Experience is a harsh and inexorable teacher. It shows us our imperfections and weaknesses whether we wish to acknowledge them or not. But it is not all mistakes and difficulty - struggle is the price of wisdom. I don't claim to be wise, but I am wiser than I once was.