My response to this week's prompt, "the hardest choice I ever made," is the same as my response to last week's "the bravest thing I've ever done..." That would be removing my Dad from life support when the time came. In an effort to participate without being repetitive, the next hardest choice I ever made was really a combination of two choices that, for better or for worse, changed the entire direction of my life.
The first was quitting what, for me, was a great job. The hours were good, there was overtime when I wanted/needed it, I regularly received merit bonuses and raises, had priority when selecting vacation time, etc. The problem was things going on involving management's treatment of not one, not two, but three other employees. There was a lot of stuff going on that I just couldn't stomach anymore and had to take a stand. I may also have left behind the longest resignation letter in the history of the world, after taking several stabs at paring it down.
Right on the heels of that choice came the choice, in the best interests of someone else yet again, to move to New Orleans. Although I hated several things about living in New Orleans (heat, humidity, bugs, food, crime...), I also had a great job there, something interesting was always going on in the area, I have family there, etc. It was Hurricane Katrina that finally chased me back East.
I know, your head is probably spinning at the notion of me hating the food in New Orleans, but seriously, I don't eat seafood, rabbit, turtle, alligator, or any number of other things you're likely to encounter there, so often times, I would go out to eat with friends and end up ordering a salad, not because that's what I wanted or because I was trying to be "good," but because it was the only thing I could identify or tolerate that wasn't fried and/or drowning in some sort of sauce. I tried all of those fancy restaurants and was sadly disappointed by most. Now, if we're talking about desserts, that's a whole other story - I had my share of some pretty fabulous desserts while living in New Orleans!
Had it not been for the events leading up to those two choices, I'd probably still be living on my beloved Cape Cod, but who knows how my life might otherwise be different. For better or worse, I'll never know.
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