I am not sure if this is something that runs in families or is just a quirky anomaly of my family, but imaginary friends are a thing for us. My sister, Annie, had one for quite some time. Two of my three boys had multiple imaginary friends. So as a group, my family just went with it and welcomed them into the family.
If you listen carefully, all across the country you can hear tassels flipping from right to left. It's graduation season, which means a slew of newly minted graduates are entering the job market.
When I was 22, I moved to Rome on my own. I had fallen in love with the city while on holiday, and had been inspired by meeting a young woman in a hostel. After her marriage ended she'd decided to start a new life in Rome, and she was staying in the hostel until she found a flat, while looking for work as an English teacher. Why shouldn't I do the same?
What should you do with your birth certificate, social security card, passport, banking documents, will, and all of the other valuable papers? You know better than to pack them up and send them in the moving truck or ship them. But, what is the best way to keep them safe and accessible during your move?
Was the thought of my home being a "starter home" a reason to leave? I'm sitting here in my mid-thirties with four kids, I can afford something nicer and bigger, so surely I should upgrade from this starter home, right? After all, I'm not "starting" anymore. But the more I thought, the more that term bothered me -- in two different ways.