Man – 23 years ago this weekend I left Connecticut and came to Virginia. I packed up my stuff, my son and followed my very young husband to another state.
About a year later I gave birth to my daughter and had a nervous breakdown.
During the seven years that followed I left my job with a real estate appraiser and began my career in government contracting, I moved twice, my car was stolen twice and I got divorced.
In the years that followed I bought a house, changed jobs several times, started and ended one serious relationship, watched both my children graduate high school and start college, left my career in government contracting and started a career in fitness.
I’ve done quite a bit over the last 23 years and it’s not over yet. I’m exhausted, surprisingly satisfied and extremely happy to live someplace where I have the freedom to do so much.
I tried to find a photo of myself from 23 years ago. I couldn't. Just as well.