WEEK 3: All That I Leave Behind

I never had children.  The choice was deliberate.  I am too needy. I need long periods of deep introspection.  I need to rebel.  I need to meditate for an hour a day.  I need to quit my job for idealistic reasons with nothing else lined up (yep, I’ve done it twice).  I need to jump…

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WEEK 1: First Day of School Jitters

  A blank page.  What countless people wish for. What I wished for. I got my wish. And then I stared into the bright white future and I froze. As a 42 year-old accounting and finance professional, I found myself divorced, liberated from a dysfunctional marriage, devoid of most of my belongings and starting over…