"I've decided that perhaps I'm bulimic and just keep forgetting to purge."

-- Paula Poundstone

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


"Courage is being scared to death - and saddling up anyway."

— John Wayne

I can't stop crying. It's been that way a few days. The last time I really remember crying this much was back at the end of the summer of 1999.

I was wrapping up my summer internship at The Journal, and they had offered me a full-time job. You'd think I would have been happy, but I couldn't stop crying.

It was the only real offer I had at the time, and I was flat broke. I knew I really had no other option, and that I was never going home to Kentucky again. I knew there was a very good chance it could mean the end for me and my boyfriend (now husband), who was still in Kentucky.

Most of all, I knew things were changing. They would never be the same again.

I feel like I'm at that moment again in my life, 11 years later. I'm standing at a crossroads.

Change is necessary. It's here.

I just don't know what to change or where to go.


  1. No where to go but forward...!
    I quoted you when I met with the personal trainer last night. You're that famous. :)

  2. Crossroads come along all the time Misty. Some intersections are small and easily bypassed, some are overgrown and bumpy and it's hard to imagine how much work that route would be, other paths look well-worn and are inviting because, well it's hard to resist a smooth path. Every road has possibilities. You can't really make a wrong decision, it's just hard to know when it is the right time to turn. I believe in you.