I learned about the pivotal plot point in a college screenwriting course. It is the place where the plot takes a sudden turn, pivoting the story in a different direction. If done well, it is unexpected and takes the viewer by surprise.
I am at a pivotal plot point in my life. It did not come as a surprise, but it is still spinning me into an unknown direction. Perhaps the surprise will come later.
I am here because my son has moved on with his life, moving out to an apartment; his first real apartment that he is completely responsible for. He has lived here for the past three years, after he left college the first time (after his third year when he quit to discover what he really wanted to do.) As I said, this was not a surprise because he has been planning this for three years. It was just a matter of when everything would come together.
And now it has, and I am so proud of him, and, I admit, I miss him. But I am not lost. This is not me wondering what to do with my life. I've always been busy, so there has never been this void. What I am wondering is what life will do with me.
I've got ideas, and I may try a few new things (hiking in local parks, getting active in different causes). I think it is what women my age generally do when they hit this point, and I can understand that. It just seems the right time. I'm ready to be surprised.
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