August 1 marked 14 years in Chicago. I wrote more about that here.
Every time that date rolls around, I am reminded of how far I’ve come. How if I didn’t take that risk and move to a new city, I wouldn’t be living the life I’m living. I wouldn’t have met my husband (on Tinder) or have my 3 kids. That is, of course, how life works. Any one choice, big or…