The afternoon my Nana left me was an exhausting day. So exhausting that I found myself needing an afternoon nap as a way to soak it all in. During that nap I had a dream...(Sorry, not the kind about world peace). The love of my teenage years, who was traveling in Europe at the time all of a sudden returned from his trip and walked into my living room. I sat up, he took the seat next to me and I asked him, "How is it?". He simply responded, "The second act is much better than the first", and I woke up.

To this day I take that as a sign from my Nana. A sign that I was exactly where I was supposed to be at that moment and that she was okay.

I can't say that I've really had a sign like that since then. For the past 22 months of my life, I have been aimlessly roaming not having the slightest idea of where I should be, what I should do, or where I was headed. I found myself in a place that I always thought I was too smart to end up in.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's time to grow up...again. I know this because I found a sign. It didn't come to me in a dream like that last one and it wasn't as easy to understand, but I found it. For those of you who may remember that I was working in retail with a Bachelor's degree in education. You may be happy to know that I'm not anymore. I got a teaching position and I start on Monday.

So I toast my cocktail to those of you who believed in me, because I got there eventually.