Describe the one decision in your life where you wish you could get a “do-over.” Tell us about the decision, and why you’d choose to take a different path this time around.
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I’m often mistaken for a scientist.
Well, it did happen once. Recently. I was flattered at first and I thought it was funny, seeing as how I’ve never gone to college. Then I started to worry that maybe I’d come off as a Know-It-All. Maybe I’d participated too much in the conversation with the wildlife biologist. She was the one who had asked me, “Are you a scientist?”
I admitted I’m not a scientist. It just so happens that I’d recently read about the topics that came up.
I’d really enjoyed our conversation about the plight of the caribou and the effects of climate change on snowshoe hares, and Bernd Heinrich books. I liked this biologist.
I saw myself, for a moment, in her job. I was surprised to find myself wishing that I was a scientist. I could’ve done that.
Why didn’t I?
I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up. I lacked confidence. I lacked inspiration. I didn’t feel worthy. I let life happen to me, not realizing my own power. My need to be loved and wanted outweighed everything else.
It would’ve taken more than one decision change to get me to scientist. It would’ve taken a different childhood altogether.