Contemplating the Juris Doctor |
Along about 2004, people I knew began dying at an alarming rate. My friend Craig was one of the first and this period culiminated with my step-son and my father both dying in the same week of May, 2006. I suspect that all this dying triggered the excessive ruminating on my own death that I did during this time. Sometime in early 2007, I specifically wondered how I would feel if I found out that I only had one month to live. Although my life looked pretty good on the surface (sober 10 years, running marathons, beautiful teenage daughter, nice home, etc...) during this time, I was terrified when I considered this prospect. I was living a lie, at least two-thirds of my life was past, I was definitely going to die at some point regardless, and I was working in a job that I was ashamed of and not taking any real steps to change this. From that point forward, I knew that my car business career was "dead to me now" and I scheduled a trip to NYC for my daughter and me while we still had an income.
We saw Mary Poppins, Spring Awakening, A Chorus Line (all excellent) and a Mets/Yankees game at Yankee Stadium among other things. I ran a 5 mile race on Father's Day in Central Park. We stayed at a cool little hotel (The Pod Hotel) around 51st and 3rd and we rode the subway everywhere and walked in the neighborhoods. While running along the East River early one morning I decided I was going to go to law school and move to New York City. Just like that.
I graduated from law school in December, 2010. Some other things have and haven't happened. I'm still thinking about New York City.
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