I didn’t even realize what day today was until Facebook not so subtly reminded me. Today is the two-year anniversary of leaving my job and moving back to Rhode Island. People leave jobs all the time, so what’s so unique about my experience? Well, probably not a whole lot, but for me, it was pretty earth-shattering at the time. Landing a dream job fresh out of college seemed like a thing that you only see in improbable Rom-Coms, not for ordinary people. This was the job that was going to launch me into book publicity stardom (which isn’t even a thing anymore) and would serve as the foundation for a firm that I would found with a publishing bestie by the time I was 35. And yet the highs were superseded by the lows to a point where I couldn’t take it anymore and needed to say goodbye. I just pulled up photos of myself from around this time and I was shocked at how dull, drained, and quite frankly, horrible I look. Juxtapose these to photos of me now and the difference is notable. I feel at home in my skin, am living a life that feels authentically mine, and it shows. You can’t hide happy…

I have to laugh at how much things can change in a year, and certainly in two. On April 25th, 2018, this shift undoubtedly shaped who I was and where I was going. It was part of the story I told people when I met them and I wore it like a badge. I would go so far as to say it defined me. But these days, it’s a lot more common for long periods of time to go by where I don’t think about it at all. Of course it’s a part of my resume, but it’s not where the tale of Little Lion begins. Some things just mature to take up less space in our narratives or none at all.

This time next year, my hope is that I’m where I need to be. In my mind, this looks a lot like being on the path to crazy successful and being all the more confident that I made the best decision for my future. Being a boss is hard, unrelenting, and totally worth it. Have you made a change that felt scary at the time but turned out to be just right?