A couple of weeks ago, Ankh
and I were exchanging emails and she mentioned that she finally landed a gig
she’s been wanting for a long time, in a location that she always wanted to
be. She then went on to gush about how
she spends her free time doing the things she loves, and then she said, “I’m
living my dream.”
I acknowledged how proud I
was of her, and then also shared that I, too, was living my
dream. I’m an expat with a doctorate,
and I am a published author. I have a
job that I love, and while I am not currently living in the part of the world
where I always saw myself, I do know that I’ll get there one day. That I even made it to Asia is a testament to
my faith in God and my penchant for pensive persistence.