One year ago today I stepped out of the office where I used to work, and away from a career that had served me well for nearly ten years.
Insurance challenged me. I met amazing people. I enjoyed a good and colorful life because of it. It opened other doors, but none would prove more integral to the course of my life than the personal effect it had. Without that experience I would not have met my husband.
It served a purpose. But despite all the positives and my gratitude for them, there was one huge reason why it all had to come to an end.
It never fed my soul.
I remember stepping out into that parking lot on that early fall afternoon, realizing what I was leaving behind, and all that stood before me. I felt scared, but completely alive and in control. The moment was a celebration of new beginnings. And it’s the kind of feeling everyone should experience; like the feeling of loving and being loved, or knowing without question that you can make a positive difference.
I had a plan, and I managed to follow it to the letter. I took a few months for some long overdue rest and self-care. I enjoyed the holiday season fully, no longer tethered to the demands of a job I didn’t care about. And just as I promised myself, when January arrived I launched this website, and everyday I put pen to paper and worked to build a career nearly thirty years in the making.
I would finally be a writer.
It was something I wanted to be since the fourth grade, when I discovered creative writing and my own limitless imagination. I wrote stories about an adventurous girl in my own image, who explored caves and jungles in search of treasure, and befriended exotic animals and cultures in the far reaches of the world, making magic wherever she went. When I was well into my adult years I realized all I wanted was to be that girl. Making magic, whatever that meant to me and how I would choose to apply it to my own life and story. I don’t think it is something any of us lose as we grow older. We don’t have to. There are no rules. It’s never too late.
A lot has happened since September 28th of last year. I worked on getting well and being well, and that will continue, for the rest of my life I’m sure. The decision to change my life and future gave me permission to take care of myself. My definition of what is important has evolved considerably. I am much more in touch with what I value. I started my website and published my first e-book. I started my second, and have big plans for my third. With each step I grow more courageous. It’s something I never thought I would be.
I am really big on giving credit where credit is due. Taking this chance would not have been possible without the unwavering support of my husband and my mom, and the love of my pups. They remind me every day that this effort is worth it, and I am worth it.
I love all of you. You are my life.
So here’s to new beginnings.
I look ahead to the next year and all the opportunity it holds.