I started thinking a lot about what Independence means, over the weekend as I watched the fireworks from my rooftop in San Francisco. Our country has been and has been going through so much. Which led me to appreciating when I too got my own independence. If you’ve been reading my blog, then you know that I left a very serious relationship and moved to San Francisco from L.A. My independence began as soon as I broke away from my old life and started again in a new city. It was one of the hardest and most worthwhile decisions I ever made.
Some of the things were:
I changed careers to what I was interested in; advertising and marketing.When I became comfortable in my own skin, I started writing and realized I had a lot to share with others.
I rediscovered my love for ballet and began dancing again at the age of twenty-eight.
I dyed my hair different colors. (So far my favorite is red!)