About eight months ago, I decided that I wanted to get an MBA. I want to get it fast. I felt the window of opportunity was going to be open for this year only. Why? I was at the crossroads of my career--planning to either continue doing what I did for the past two years or finally switch to a new industry. I would want to settle down in a couple of years, start a family and be financially independent. So it's got to be now...
But what pressed me the most to do the MBA was my genuine desire to improve my career through business education. I mean look at the CEOs and directors of big companies. Harvard, Wharton, Stanford, Columbia. Ivy League. Stone-brick walls and hollow halls. On the other side of the Atlantic, London Business School, INSEAD, IESE, IMD. I want those. It became an instant dream, a dream that I honestly think I can actually go for.
I did. And I had only one school in mind. IESE Business School - University of Navarre in Barcelona, Spain. Arguably one of the top B-schools in the world (at least according to The Economist, Financial Times, and the BusinessWeek). Story short, I got ACCEPTED and have been OFFERED a slot in this year's MBA class (more on this on later posts).
But I'm not going.
Instead, in a sudden twist of fate, I am opting for Plan B. A career shift. Giving up my current job for another. Only this time, it's ten times harder, a hundred times more challenging, and a thousand times more stressful. This is great. Giving up a life in a fishbowl with Flounder and Nemo for a (non)life in a shark tank. Well, not really. At least that's what I think this is.
So what really happened here? I gave up one dream to reach another. And now I realize there are too many dreams to choose from. This is typical. WE ALL WANT IT ALL don't we? This is our nature. But in reality we can only have one dream at a time. You have to choose which ones to reach first. We all have to choose which one. I'm not saying I can't do the MBA in IESE anymore, but I right now I have chosen this dream. A dream of finding a career that is just right, something that will challenge me to new heights, something that will maximize my talents, my potential, my gifts from God. A dream of fulfillment that's beyond monetary needs...
(Okay, not really. Who am I kidding. Money is and has always been part of it. But I'd like to think it isn't so.)
So Plan B happened. And it was a difficult decision. I've invested so much money and emotion into getting the MBA this year. But I have a strong feeling I won't regret this. My gut feel says I'm going to be fine. It's going to be fabulous. It's going to be legend--wait for it--ary (borrowed from Barney Stinson). And I can't wait to start my new career in a few weeks. I am excited! And I felt vindicated when I saw the look on my Boss's face when I told him I'm packing. He smiled as if saying "you did the right thing and I wish you the best of luck." (at least I'm hopeful he really felt this way) I was so relieved.
In economics, there is such a thing as the "second best choice." When the best choice is not available, the second best choice is of course your best bet. But it doesn't mean you're settling. It just means under the current circumstances you are in, the second best fits the bill.
For me, both choices--MBA or a career change (in a field I have been in the past few years hopeful to be in)--are great. I guess you can call it a win-win situation since it's not really that bad if I turned out to be successful in this upcoming career; or if I turned out to be ok after the MBA. But it is what it is, I have made my decision although I still (day)dream about Barcelona and the best B-school in the world... I came so close to reaching that dream.
You see? This crossroads of dreams I encountered over the first six months of this year posted economic problems for me. How do I choose what's right for me? How do I know if this is the right choice? How do I know what will benefit me the most--short term and long term? What do I have to pay to achieve those dreams?
It seems to me that the most glaring price to pay for reaching one dream is to give up the other... at least for now. Then there comes effort, prudence, patience, and what-have-you's. In a few weeks I will start a new career. In a few months I will find out just how much I will have to give more. In a few years I will definitely find out if all of this is worth it. But no regrets.
Now I'm here, where soon I will be swimming in unfamiliar (and possibly treacherous) waters. I will try to stay afloat. I will try to outswim those sea monsters. And something tells me I'm going to pull off a Michael Phelps.