Bon Voyage


When I got the email that I had gotten into Columbia’s graduate program in Paris, I was at my job at a fine dining restaurant in LA. I literally almost cut my finger off, I was so shocked. I had submitted my application a week before, and the program was set to start in six weeks.

Six. Weeks.

Six weeks to quit my job and learn a new language. Six weeks for my unwaveringly supportive new husband to convince his boss to let him work remotely. Six weeks to pack my house, my dog, and my life.

It was garbage.

Change is a difficult thing for me, I tend to overthink, and when I overthink, inevitably I think of everything that can go wrong. I don’t know how I survived the process, but somehow I did, and after an eleven hour flight with a dog in my lap, I made it to Paris.

Best decision, ever.

I am so proud of myself, so thankful for my husband, and so excited for what is yet to come. I had a lot of people ask me what made me decide to leave, and it really came down to the fact that I would regret it forever if I didn’t.┬áThe universe provides you with opportunities, and it is up to you to take them. I could have gotten in my own way and convinced myself that this move was too hard or too impractical, but I didn’t.

This is all to say, this whole life we are on is a journey, you owe it to yourself to take it.