happy 1 year to me. it's crazy what happens in a year.
heck, it's crazy what happens in a day, week, and yes definitely a year.
1 year ago today i started a new journey.
i made a decision (a big decision) for myself
i needed to move away from home and heal.
i hated leaving my mom, and i especially hated leaving her in an empty house.
i had many sleepless nights of worrying.
many lists of pros/cons.
many conversations with friends and family (and yes, even strangers)
i needed to make a decision.
i was being offered 2 great jobs in 2 great cities.
pros and cons to both, of course.
however, 1 year later.
and a slowly healed heart.
a new journey.
a fresh start.
new friends.
new memories.
new stories.
new obstacles to overcome.
i have survived.
i did it.
sure i needed a lot of help along the way (and still do at times) but i am thankful today.
no one else could ultimately decide for me whether to stay in a town where all i could think of was the loss of my father and all the pain i have felt losing him or to go where i would worry i would forget all of the memories that made him perfect.
which job to take?
which new life to start?
i am happy to say after 1 year (today) of being at my job and new journey.
i feel i made the right choice.
i am better.
day by day.
it's a slow process. but i am better.
gosh it's just crazy to think how much happens in a year.
i am happy to know that this past year i have learned a lot about myself and a lot about the admiration i still (and will always have) for my dad.
how lucky was i?