I take a bite. Another one. One more. The thing is, I don’t really chew or swallow in between these bites. My cheeks bulge and my eyes widen as my skin stretches tight and taught. I sit at the dinning room table – in a high chair? Maybe. My serious brown eyes are determined to get through the challenge I have just packed into my mouth.
There are pieces of this picture that are vivid in my memory and other parts that are hazy and unclear. It feels like I am five in this instant, but it also looks like I could be two. The details really, are irrelevant. And of course, I never actually saw it happen.
Built around my father’s stories of me as a young girl, and around a photograph that may or may not exist of me with what looks to be an entire hamburger jammed into my mouth, I can see myself perfectly in this moment.
Looking back, I can only surmise that the sheer excitement of meeting food was what lead me to continue to wedge crumb after around my tongue, much in the same way I now expertly pack my suitcase to the brink. It was all so new. It was all so exciting. And as always, I just wanted to try everything. Eventually, I grew up enough to manage my meals in chewable portions. Somedays though, I wish I could say the same thing about my life.
What’s happening right now is essentially the equivalent of three year old Katherine packing it in. My future sits in front of me untasted and untried. Deciding between the natural structure that lends itself to organizing company systems and my unparalleled passion for creating positivity feels like a dinner choice between perfectly roasted chicken or falafel. Turning my head back and forth between all of the insanely wonderful people who are welcoming me with open arms into their organizations is like standing outside the best Indian restaurant, French bistro, and sushi bar in the city, unable to decide which country I’d like to eat in.
Before the age of five my tactic was to put in all in my mouth together, at one time. It worked for me then, why not try it now? In goes one bite Nourish, one bite Synergy. A piece of Studio 4. Cram in a healthy dose of Change Heroes into all the left over space. Don’t forget to wedge in dancing, training, cooking, writing, and coffee drinking as well. Chew. Chew. Keep chewing.
My serious brown eyes are determined to get through the challenge I just packed into my life.