Wife. Mother. Friend. Adventurer.
Aren’t we all different things to different people? Not too long ago, I was climbing the ladder in corporate America. The oldest child and the only girl, I’ve always been predictable: Go to college. Find boy. Marry boy. Adopt dog. Have child. Raise child. Work for Fortune 500 company. Excel. Live and die by my Outlook calendar. Rush. Rush. Rush.
Then one day, my husband came home and asked if I might like to move to Mexico City, and I said, “yes”. Did I mention, I had never even been to Mexico City? And since then, things haven’t been so predictable.
And, hello, blog!
Que te vaya bien.