And So It Begins... Or Continues
Some people fear change. I crave it. I grow restless when life feels stagnant, even when it's beautiful. Somewhere inside of me, a wild animal feels caged and scratches at the bars, begging to roam free. I've never understood this about myself, but as I grow older, I am beginning to accept this trait. Perhaps one day I will embrace it, though it was never cultivated in my upbringing. Quite the opposite, in fact. I was raised to admire stability and security, and spontaneity and risk were discouraged and even admonished. Somewhere along the journey of college, teaching, becoming a professional ballroom dancer and instructor, motherhood, a move to Seattle to satisfy my husband's job crush of working for a large tech company, a return to college, half a decade of working in law, and finally, a return to teaching... I realized something extremely important about myself: I do not fit in the box. The box. That beautiful, clean, straightforward box of pursuing a passion, findin