Since college, I have always had the feeling that signs will point me to what’s right. I’m not sure if it’s signs from God, fate, or coincidence. But it’s what makes me feel at ease when making a tough decision. Sometimes, I see the signs before a decision, or I see the signs afterwards.
That may be why people were shocked when I told them I was going to go work at a camp the summer before my junior year in college. It was all the way in Minnesota, and it was kind of a last minute decision. But something convinced me this would be a good idea. It was the craziest summer of my life, but looking back today, I realize my life wouldn’t be going the way it would if I had stayed in Colorado that summer.
See, I went to camp, went back again, met a lot of wonderful people, had some really great times, and then through the connections at camp, I’m starting this awesome new job in Maryland. Some people think it’s crazy I’m moving that far away, but again, there were signs all over the place.
One of the most random signs was the fact that this job is really close to Waldorf, Maryland. When I was in eighth grade, we went on an east coast trip, and ended up in Waldorf Maryland one afternoon. I had an obsession with Good Charlotte, and that’s their hometown. So we drove to Waldorf, took a picture, ate at a McDonald’s, then drove back to Baltimore.
When I was checking out my new job, I drove right by that same sign. I suddenly felt a little more at peace with my decision. I guess you could say, it was meant to be! Maybe if I'm really awesome I'll go back to that sign and take another picture, but for right now I'm focusing on moving across the country in 3 days :)