“Life is a process, not an outcome,” I replied, “it’s not a destination.”
“What do you mean there is no destination? What the heck have I been working so hard for if there is no end in sight?” She rocked back in her chair and glared at me.
“These aren’t my rules, it’s the way life is. There is no destination. You accomplish one thing and then another thing comes along. It doesn’t have to be chaotic or earth shattering. It’s a process which means that there are no hard stops, only plateaus that allow you to integrate and rest,” I replied.
“This isn’t fair!”