It feels like yesterday. The move to LA. The beginning of an incredible journey that actually began exactly one year ago.
I still remember the entire day before, as I anxiously attempted to pack my belongings into two suitcases. Later that same day, I unwillingly began to break down, releasing the words, 'I guess it's time to grow up, huh momma?' Soon after, I went to my bedroom and wrote the following journal entry (yes, the conventional type with paper and pen):
October 26, 2011
"Just told my family my final 'good night's' and 'I love you's', similar to every time I have left my home in search of a new adventure. It is indeed true, a chapter like no other is set to begin tomorrow and I know the story will be beautiful. It is never easy to leave the ones you love behind, but it is definitely necessary while in pursuit of something great. A few years of Chatam Avalon, nine years of St. Dorothy, four years of De La Salle, four years of Vanderbilt and all the summer and year long travels have comprehensively prepared me for this next step: Los Angeles. It is about to begin. I am definitely in need of many prayers, positive energies and affirmations.
I have prepared for this day and this new chapter. I am ready to help change the world."
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I'm not sure exactly what provoked the tears, but maybe it was the fact that I had no idea what the outcome would actually be once I moved here. I did not have a job lined up, I did not have permanent housing, I did not have much money, but I did have faith, I did have a dollar and I definitely had a dream.
So, in the bright-eyed hours of Wednesday, October 27th, 2010, I boarded that Southwest Airlines plane in route to La La Land, with no looking back. One year later, and I cannot express my gratitude for everything I have learned, everyone that has supported me and even those who have attempted to put me down. I appreciate the whole experience. Like J. Cole says, 'look momma, we ma[king] it...'
...AND it's just the beginning.
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