Balance and Flow

Life has been one long string of things that I've worked hard at, but initially pursued to a minimum. College? I applied to 2 schools late in the year. Visited 2. Didn't like 1 but liked the other. Got Accepted. Went to School. The End. No complications. No in depth research. I pretty much just visited a school based on someone's suggestion and found it a nice enough place to continue my education. Post College? I applied to one job and took it. By chance it happens that I got the opportunity to study brain imaging, and work on publications, and present at conferences. Again, worked hard...but pretty much the opportunity found it's way to me rather than vice versa. Then came Yale. I presented data at a conference and was offered a job based on that presentation. So I went, and here I am. Then there's my little peanut. My fiance and I hadn't quite planned to have children for another couple of years, but were so happy when we discovered the news. Motherhood too, as it turns out, was unexpectedly dropped in my lap and has become my happiest time alive yet. And so now I'm faced with a crossroads. I have to apply to grad school. For the first time I'm researching and comparing and completely befuddled by the choices...and concerned that I won't get in...and won't know what to do next if I don't. Oy. But I have to trust that the flow I've become accustomed too will somehow find it's way into this process. I have to believe this happy balance will continue. If not, I'll adapt...but what a strange chapter in life I'm about to enter.