When I started looking for a job right after school, people I interviewed with looked at me strangely. "Did you not know what you want?" they asked because I had degrees in Literature, in Fine Arts and in Business. As a young job seeker, these questions made me insecure. The only time I was commended on not just having studied completely different subjects in completely different schools was when I landed my first real job which opened doors to successive ones afterwards.
So last year, the year I turned 50, when I ended a traditional corporate career in cosmetics, working exclusively for a single company, and started on what I call "my Renaissance year" exploring different fields again from exhibiting my paintings, running a non-profit, working in political campaigns, creating a new range of cosmetics, researching on inclusion....people started asking me that same old question again : "you're not focused, what are you really doing now?". Except now, it doesn't bother me like it used to because I am too busy enjoying myself discovering new things, following my passions.
In a world that loves nicely labeled compartments, I am out of that one box and in a lot of little ones. And I am loving every minute of it.