Until Michelle A. showed up in my doorway, life was pretty much the same as it had been. At 9:20 AM EST, things changed. Everything else was the same as it had been before. The sun was shining brightly with a nice breeze, Canadian Geese took to the air as they ever did.
But my whole life changed at that moment. A rubicon was crossed, and it marked a division in the landscape of my life as clearly and unequivocally as a land mass is divided by an ocean on a map. When I crossed that ocean, I closed my door and was unable to look back at the land I had left behind me, because I knew it was in the past, and the voyage ahead of me was going to be very different than the one I left behind.
This was an email I wrote to myself on that day. I keep it in my inbox.
Don't lose that email. It's priceless. Thanks for sharing it with us.