Happy Birthday to ME!

32. I am 32 and about to start life over.

I was married at 20...had a baby at 23.

...So, because of the decisions I made at an early age, I had to finish my degree and then enter the work force.

Graduate school had to wait. More money had to wait. Career aspirations had to wait.

And now?

I am not financially secure right now. I don't have enough money in a savings account to protect against anything major.

I do have support. I have family and I have friends and I am happy. I am happy in a way I didn't know was possibe.

Life is being rewritten.

32 isn't so bad. It's a new beginning.

Second Guessing

I turned in my letter of resignation today.

It just became a little more real.

...am I doing the right thing?

I am scared.

News...NEws...NEWs...NEWS

So I have decided recently to jump on the moving bandwagon. Yes, it is true; I have decided to move back to Michigan...for how long I do not know.

I am struggling with this decision and am looking for a little peace concerning the decision. Based on many months of thinking and a lot of discussions with Joe'l, I arrived at the decision to move back to the Midwest.

Living here is selfish for me. It is not where my daughter belongs. It is where I belong.
But, wherever my daughter is happy is where I really beong. Our relationship is so strained that I don't want to lose her when she is older. I feel like I will if I don't give her the opportunity to learn why I left.

Maybe what I have given her from this experience is the ability to understand that friends can become family. They have for me. I will miss the presence of so many I have gotten close to. I will miss my job. I will miss Sanger students.

Joe'l is going with me...makes the decision easier.

One hell of a going away party needs to be planned.