Almost a year later....

Almost a year later and I have found my answer.... it is time for me to move on.  As moving day approaches, my stomach is tied in knots.  Another move, another adjustment.  Or is it, a new opportunity, a new adventure?  The truth is, it is all about perspective.  Moving to the NYC area was an adventure, an exciting new time in my life.  Moving to the Washington DC area is about embarking on what I have found out about myself in NYC.  I discovered who I am and what I want.  Transition and change are scary even if it is a great thing.  Once again letting go of what is familiar to exchange it for the chance to discover and make another familiar.  Here I am, all packed up.... anticipating...

Big decision on the horizon.....

Is it that I am not accepting and realize I really enjoy the life I am living or is it that I am afraid to live the life I want to live?  Have I completely lost myself in my career because I really am not happy with the way my personal life has gone?  Am I afraid to have quiet time to enjoy life because I just don't want to face the life that has let me down?  These questions are brought about by a big decision I will be making in the coming days.  I have an amazing opportunity to embark on an amazing adventure and help people at the same time, but I am afraid to take that step.  I am afraid of the unknown, I am afraid of feeling vulnerable and out of control.  Fear can be paralizing, yet pulls me into a deep contemplation.  What is my next step?  I stand here at a cross road, looking in both directions and wondering where each path will take me.  Now, I ask myself, which path will I choose?