June 1, 2012. One year ago today.
It was a big day. It certainly felt like a big, busy, stressful day at the time, but looking back only highlights its importance.
To begin the day, I interviewed for the second time for the job I have now. A job I desperately wanted but had thought and would continue to think had passed me by, all the way until October.
I worked for the rest of the day and headed to the airport. I was going to London.
Then I got momentous news. Angie was in labor! While I guzzled as many pre-flight chardonnays as I could handle at the US Airways lounge, she texted me updates from her hospital bed. Happy first birthday, little, sweet Sadie!
That night, the plane took off to London, where I’d spend my birthday week. It was in many ways a trip of a lifetime — one I felt compelled to take, even by myself, and one I felt I conquered for many reasons. The queen was honored that I was able to make it.
It was just one little day, but I still feel its ripples today. My, how life can change in a day. And what a difference a year makes.