Week 1

Today is the end of the first week of my career upheaval. My brain is still a bit fuzzy but for the first time, I haven't stressed about it at any point during the day. I had a kid's birthday party to go to, and even though I didn't really feel like going, it did me a world of good. Not only was I surrounded by genuinely caring people but getting there necessitated an hour long bike ride. All in all, it was very therapeutic. I believe that today was the first ray of hope I've felt in this ordeal. Trust in life and all will make sense in the end... It was just a bit hard for me to remember that at first. In the words of the famous Violeta Parra song, Gracias a la vida!