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    the heart of rock and roll

    Silence from me doesn’t always mean that nothing’s going on.  It just means that I haven’t been moved to share anything.

    Or I’m too scared to share something.

    Like my job search.

    But now I have something big to share.  I’ve accepted a position in Cleveland and will soon be moving! A new job, a new place to live, a new adventure.  That’s what this whole exercise has been about – me preparing myself to make a change in my life once my nest was empty. 

    I’m a small town girl.  I grew up in a town of 400 and have lived in one of 15000 for the past 30 years.  And now I’m going to live & work in a city.  I will be living in downtown Cleveland, and I’m excited about being able to walk to work, restaurants, concerts or to a baseball game.

    I can go to a major league baseball game whenever I want.

    Granted – it’s an American League team, and I’m a National League girl. But I will love it just the same. I am compromising my requirement that my new city have a NHL hockey team – but then again I’ll still be only 2 hours from my beloved Penguins…. 

    Cleveland. Where there’s a thriving ethnic community.  And I’ll be much closer to my parents in northern Indiana.  And not any further from the Weavers in Pittsburgh and Columbus. Where I already know people – including the person who encouraged me to write this blog in the first place.  My kids have been amazingly supportive.  They just want me to be near a major airport so it’s easier to visit. 

    I have a great job and amazing friendships, so maybe I’m tempting fate by even thinking there’s something better for me out there. But I don’t think it’s better that I’m looking for… just different.  Someone asked me last week if I was running from the stress in my job.  And yes, my job is stressful.  But I’m not running from anything.  I’m running to something.  Something new.  As I’ve said before I graduated from college on a Saturday and moved to Marietta 2 days later….  30 years ago in May.  I’ve lived here every day of my adult life, and I now I have the opportunity to try something new.

    It’s rare that you get a real chance to start over, but that’s what I’m going to be able to do. Don't get me wrong - I know there will be challenges.  I know that I'll have to fight every day against my reclusiveness.  I know I'll have to get comfortable going to restaurants and concerts and social events by myself.  I'll be meeting new people and getting involved in new causes.  You'd think I'd be a little bit scared, but surprisingly I'm not.  I'm just excited.  

    I get to go where no one knows my story and I get to decide how to tell it. 

    No regrets.


    Stay tuned.


    The photograph is the Stokes Federal Courthouse - my new workplace.




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