Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
It’s a cliche that really takes me back. I’m talking way back. I can see myself gleeful in my graduation gowns: high school. college. law school?
Law school graduation was a strange day for me. I was proud of what I had accomplished. I was tearing up because it had been such an ordeal.
Six months ago I decided I’d had enough. I didn’t know what would come next or where I was going, but it was one of those “you don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here” moments. I knew that my time in the firm had to end. Continue reading