My trip begins to turn homeward. I left my alma mater and drove down memory lane past my old house, my first office, and campus town. As we prepare for relocating, I look at the inexpensive and safe options near my family of origin.
Then I heard from Bob the good news. He has a foot in the door of a potential spot for us back in Seattle. While not perfect, perhaps it provides greater safety at less expense than our present circumstance.
Can you celebrate the small steps? Are you able to detach from outcome and celebrate progress? Ki to Happiness loves having a foot in the door whether the rest enters or not.