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.