Four years ago, my life started falling apart.
I lived in a small mountain resort community where I practiced law full-time in a beautiful wooden cabin with a great boss and two adorable kittens. I lived in another beautiful wooden cabin in the woods. I had a lot of free time during the week and spent most of my weekends down in LA with my fiance, someone who “checked off” all the boxes and whom I loved completely.
And then 2015 rolled around and started breaking everything down. On January 2nd, I was involved in a (minor but very annoying) car accident. On January 5th, I returned to my home of 3 years to discover that a piece in my dishwasher had burst while I had been away for the holidays and had flooded and severely damaged my kitchen and living room, leaving me homeless in freezing weather. And then on January 10th, my relationship was effectively terminated, even though it took an extra three months or so for me to finally say “goodbye.”
I have been running, non-stop, ever since.
I started bowling in a league, once a week. I started painting twice a month. I joined a Search and Rescue squad. I started frequenting a wine tasting room. I started eating out most nights. I volunteered to lead the charity branch of one of my local professional organizations and helped raise over $33,000 for our local food banks. I adopted a dog and started hiking several times a week. I started traveling again. I started doing everything I could to keep the loneliness at bay.
When that wasn’t enough anymore, and my mountain resort community became too small, I moved down to the Coachella Valley with the singular purpose of building my own law practice and supporting myself and my dog, Ruby.
Fast forward to 2019 and not only do I have that law practice I dreamed about, but I also have a husband who loves and supports me completely (and who is so very much better than the man of my dreams) as well as the best step-daughter that anyone could ever ask for.
For the first time in four years, I don’t want to run any more. And for the first time in my life, I am setting down roots.
This blog is designed to chronicle that process. I hope that reading my story will help you, no matter where you are in your current journey.