Rosh Hashana
New year is coming. Well, Jewish new year at least. And boy, has it been a year. This time last year I was just moving out of Renton into the Townhouse with Paige, and now here I sit, in my downtown apartment, looking out onto Elliot Bay from the 20th floor.
Last weekend was the WSU Seattle game, which was exactly 1 year and a week since I left Craig. And that's the first time I have put it that way in writing. We haven't talked in at least 3 months and I don't feel that itching desire to do so anymore. It's still there, in the back of my head. I wonder what he's doing with his life, and what he's done in the past year, but more so as someone who has lost touch with a friend who used to be a lot closer.
I am by no means all the way set onto a new road, but I know a lot more about me now. About what I do and don't want, what I will and won't stand for, and what is really, really important to me. I know more about who I am, and who I want to be. And I like the person that I have grown into.
I have been waiting so long for that "dare to be great" moment, and found it no less than a week ago. I have always wanted to be, in a word, active. I want to be involved, make a difference, and be the one to lead that charge. Last week, for a brief moment, I seriously contemplated running for public office. Luckily, the moment was not as brief as I thought. In the discovery that a campaign for office this term would be too short of a time period, the intense feelings of regret and disappointment hit me a lot harder and sharper than I ever thought. I realized, then, that this was it. This is the turning point where you either walk away from the thing that changes everything, or you become the change.
I have those behind me who believe I am electable, who want to support me and are willing to stand by me and be a part of something that is so much bigger than each of us individually. I am exploring options for positions with the City or County in the next year, and the momentum is growing. The feeling and the need to continue and see this through is something that I can't and won't allow to be extinguished.
I am finally in a place not only to recognize my time, but actually seize it. Not just grasp at it, and hope, but fully embrace my potential with both hands and know that I decide where that opportunity goes next.
Last weekend was the WSU Seattle game, which was exactly 1 year and a week since I left Craig. And that's the first time I have put it that way in writing. We haven't talked in at least 3 months and I don't feel that itching desire to do so anymore. It's still there, in the back of my head. I wonder what he's doing with his life, and what he's done in the past year, but more so as someone who has lost touch with a friend who used to be a lot closer.
I am by no means all the way set onto a new road, but I know a lot more about me now. About what I do and don't want, what I will and won't stand for, and what is really, really important to me. I know more about who I am, and who I want to be. And I like the person that I have grown into.
I have been waiting so long for that "dare to be great" moment, and found it no less than a week ago. I have always wanted to be, in a word, active. I want to be involved, make a difference, and be the one to lead that charge. Last week, for a brief moment, I seriously contemplated running for public office. Luckily, the moment was not as brief as I thought. In the discovery that a campaign for office this term would be too short of a time period, the intense feelings of regret and disappointment hit me a lot harder and sharper than I ever thought. I realized, then, that this was it. This is the turning point where you either walk away from the thing that changes everything, or you become the change.
I have those behind me who believe I am electable, who want to support me and are willing to stand by me and be a part of something that is so much bigger than each of us individually. I am exploring options for positions with the City or County in the next year, and the momentum is growing. The feeling and the need to continue and see this through is something that I can't and won't allow to be extinguished.
I am finally in a place not only to recognize my time, but actually seize it. Not just grasp at it, and hope, but fully embrace my potential with both hands and know that I decide where that opportunity goes next.