Or "Wow! Now what?" upon graduation from high school/college/grad school. That's pretty profound, when you're contemplating what to do with the rest of your life. You hope you make the right decision, and don't really yet realize that you can always change your mind. And probably will. The average person changes careers at least 3 times in their life. (I fall right into the average. Floristry is #3 for me.)
On the eve of your wedding, you again contemplate the importance of your decision. Then, in the joy of the next day, you just jump in feet first and swim. And realize, "I love this pool I'm in." Same thing on the eve of the birth of a child. Anxiety, followed by acceptance, followed by wonderfulness in abundance.
We like to mark these occasions. These milestones. These beginnings and endings. We mark them in our mind, in the memory books, in photographs. We mark them with gifts, with flowers, with song and dance. So we will remember and can reflect, in later years, that we survived the event. That we made a good decision. Or, if not, to look at the milestone as our starting place and reflect on growth since then. That's what happens to these landmarks as we get older. We reflect, because the milestones are a bit further apart. The anxiety lessens and the abundance endures. Enjoy it.
