A marathon therapy session. I spoke with 7 or 8 attorneys that all asked me same questions in different ways. It was sort of cathartic and interesting at the same time.
I told one of them that work was not my main source of "fulfillment". I think that was a fair statement. I told him it could be a part of it but I was a very busy person outside of work.
I was never a lawyer, just like Dad was never a doctor. I have put together a life that is fulfilling in other ways. Family, friends, fellow Cancer World peeps, my exchange students, my neighbors.. You get the picture.
I will find a job, the right job. I will do great and memorable things at the job. I will add value to the organization that takes a chance on hiring me with my certain weird bucket of skills.
Life is an adventure and each time a new door opens I thank my parents for giving me the sense of adventure and courage to walk through the door.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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