Why Georgia?

As my time in Washington DC whittles down to hours, I am far more overwhelmed with emotions than I expected. I've put on my brave face and big smile for all my friends and well wishers, but truth is, I am experiencing an anxiety that keeps me awake at night. I'm not sure what happened to that audacious girl who stormed into her managers office and demanded a transfer (well actually, I didn't storm or demand but those words go well with audacious). For the life of me, I can't remember what drove me to my decision but I'm sure it was one of my many impetuous, short sighted moments that I often live to regret...

I know it's not all bad -- I have my family and a really great new project at work, but is that enough? When I moved here in November 2003, I remember I would bawl my eyes out longing for home. No friends. No family. No knowledge of how to drive in snow. I remember feeling like Dorothy in Oz many, many nights.

I thought I would never find one friend here who really understood me and on Friday at my farewell dinner, I said good-bye to about 20 true friends that I love dearly. My friends and children here have bought so much joy and balance to my life. I used to think that it was all about working and promotions and raises and clients and my friends here have shown the importance of the fun stuff. Sounds like an easy lesson, but it's one that took me a while.

...and I'm crying again, so I'm going to just stop.

I'm sure it will be fine in the end and that this move is apart of a greater plan for my life. For now, I want to try to focus on the positives and thank God for all of my many blessings that came in the form of truly amazing friends.