It took me most of my twenties and my disdain for what I was becoming to realize that it was time for a course correction. That fateful morning, back in January 07, brought an unexpected email in the middle of some unexpected and more importantly, personally trying times. While hoping to make sense of the grief and loss thrust upon my beloved family, I learnt of a my school's call for an interview.
It was one of the bitter sweet situations that life puts in front of you. On a normal day, I would have been excited and enthusiastic about what can be, but my reflexes were muted and thoughts drifted towards "what if" scenarios that brought back repressed feelings of a loss I was trying to cope with, a loss I was trying to weather like a mountain trying to resist a flowing river.
But that opportunity opened a window to the path I wanted to take. A change I was seeking desperately at a time when the cushion of my cocoon was comforting. Drawing comfort from the hard fact that "everyone" I loved would want me to put my best foot forward, I decided it was time to make a leap of faith and confidence to clear the last hurdle before I began a journey which mattered as much as the destination.
