Saturday, August 13, 2011
Thinking back on two years ago, the degree to which I did not want to return to Chicago was not to be understated.
My husband and I had wed abruptly after high school and immediately began traveling. We never really looked back, just on to the next one. So the thought of returning home wasn't pleasant.
But now, with the wisdom of hindsight, I would not have had it any other way.
How else would I have regained confidence in my professional abilities, if not by being hired, fired, hired, resigning, and being hired anew?
How else would my husband's dear Granny have decided to join our little family on our next move with the Army, if not by us returning home to beseech her.
And my Diva Granny, she may have died without someone to coax her, cry for her, and push her toward a safer living environment.
Coming home was not in my road-map. But the resulting experience has opened my eyes to a larger plan. A personal legend if you will.
One that believes detours are sometimes OK. Essential even.
As I sit in the terminal, readying to leave Kansas and my Diva Granny in my mother's care, and return to Chicago....the peace/joy and contentment I feel is indescribable. We don't always "GET" our paths right away, but that's OK.
Because hindsight is 20/20.
Posted by LaQueshia Jeffries