I sat there, staring at the “book now” button on Jet Blue’s website.
Thoughts of worry, anxiety and excitement flooded my mind as I tried to decide if now was the right time to go.
You see, I have visited Boston plenty of times before. It has been a city I’ve admired since I was 12 years old and a dream I have postponed multiple times. But that night, as I sat in front of my computer screen, I ran out of excuses not to go.
I come from a small town in West Texas where most of my classmates have stayed to raise their families. I, however, left it the moment I got the chance. I figured Dallas/Fort Worth would be the next stopping point. I finished college (University of North Texas) and landed a great position at a public relations firm in the heart of Uptown Dallas.
Several weeks pass, and I found myself feeling stuck. I commuted 70 miles a day, spending most of my time stuck in traffic. I constantly asked God, “What am I doing? Why am I here?” I felt as though my life was at a stand still and being wasted away cursing at the incompetent drivers around me.
I looked at myself in the mirror that night and couldn’t recognize the resentful, tired, lifeless woman staring back at me. I had changed. I was no longer competitive or driven, I was the portrait of a person in limbo.
But not anymore.
Carefully weighing the pros and cons (and my finances, too), I decided to move to Boston. I booked my one-way ticket, bought a ton of space-saver bags and collected enough money to live up there for a couple of months. This raised a lot of worries from my loved ones.
“Do you have a job?”
“So, you’re just going to get off a plane and then what?”
“Won’t you get lonely?”
“Aren’t you scared?”
Well here is my answer: No, I do not have a job lined up… yet. Several interviews await me and I can make unemployment work for me, if they do not work out. I believe your twenties are for adventure. I do not have a husband (or boyfriend), nor do I have children. I literally have nothing stopping me. One of my biggest fears is not seizing opportunities that were there for my taking.
In less than a week (on January 7), I will step foot into Boston Logan International and begin a new chapter of my life… a chapter I can’t wait to share with you!
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