One of the hardest things:
After living in Sacramento for about a year and 3 months, I am moving back to LA. I owe it all to my dad for networking with his former co-worker, Carol, who gave me this opportunity to work in the Infectious Disease department at Sylmar-UCLA med center. That one phone call means so much to me. I can't relay the emotions that rushed over me... it was surreal and exciting. I still am feeling that high. I really can't believe that this could be the stepping stone towards my future. I am so happy to feel out of that limbo that I've been in for the past year. To finally have something going for you, to finally have your mind free of worrying what to do next- is just so elating! That day, I literally did nothing. I watched TV and relaxed, mentally and physically. I haven't felt that in years (well, excluding all those times I've smoked. Haha). But god, does it feel good. And once I start, it's going to feel even better. I honestly feel so happy of that fact that I got this opportunity... having it in LA just adds to it, but very little. Being back home (at by home, I mean with my parents), just made me realize how much I love having them there. I really hate that I'm leaving them again. I found the letter my mom (with my dad) wrote for me for my kairos retreat in high school. It still brings tears to my eyes because I know that everything written in there hasn't changed. I know they still look at me as the little girl I've only met through our home videos. I can't imagine being in their place and having another offspring leave when they're getting older and we're just getting our life started. It doesn't matter what part of my life I'm in; I'm always going to want them there. This'll be the hardest part about leaving Sacramento. Leaving mom and dad.