True Wisdom

Once upon a time
One year ago today, I called my friend Dena from LAX, in tears because I was afraid I was making a grand mistake by moving to the east coast. I felt horrible. I think my sick feeling was a mixture of nerves and an upset stomach because I drank a whole bottle of pomegranate juice in less than two minutes. They wouldn’t let me take it past the security check. That juice cost 4 bucks. I wasn’t going to throw it away. Oh, but my stomach churned!

One year after a tearful airport conversation, I’m one class away from my Master’s degree and I still have some moments of uncertainty. Did I do the right thing? Should I have moved here?

The answer?
Oh (insert your favorite expletive) yes!


Once upon a time, twice ago
Two years ago today, I was recovering in a hospital after having more than 20 symptomatic fibroids removed.

While high on nurse-administered, FDA-approved narcotics, I didn’t know or imagine that I’d be completing journalism school a couple of years down the road. Back then I was wondering if I’d be cleared for natural child birth when and if I decided to have kids. I wondered about that, and if I would be bored silly during the six-week recovery period.

Even though I have no idea where I’ll be working in the fall just yet, I am still glad I took this plunge!