I met my friend and former colleague S. for coffee. He is considering enrolling in the CGA Program and wanted some guidance on the matter. I looked at his documents and it hurt me to tell him that he would have to start from the beginning of the program as his previous education doesn't count, either because he completed it at a college, not a university, or because he didn't score well enough.
Later on, I thought to myself. About the path he chose in life. And the path he is about to choose. He will turn 30 in two weeks. He cannot marry his girlfriend of three years because he says he is not financially settled. And neither is she. When he told me all this, I felt like telling him what I truly think. That why did he wait so long? What good did it do him to continue to work at the place we both started out at? Why did he not move on at the same time I did? And that had he listened to me at that time, he would have been done the program by now, with a cushy job and would probably living with the love of his life in a home, modest as it may be, he can call his own.
And looking at him made me proud. I felt terrible for him. But it made me proud of the choices I made. Made me proud of the hard work I put in.
Regardless of the sacrifices that I made along the way.
posted by S @ 6:05 PM
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