I’ve been waiting for a miracle or for lightning to strike, a moment when everything becomes clear and I know exactly which path I should take next. I’ve never known such freedom to choose. My life, schedule, responsibilities began at an early age and then slowly, like a train easing into a station my adventure came to an end. I feel as though I’m still wandering around the station waiting for the next train to appear. The problem is I don’t know what it looks like or where it’s headed. Somedays I stress. Make a decision! Other days I remind myself to be patient. I’m apprehensive because I want to make sure…