May 5, 2019

A WHOLE NEW LIFE

Just last week I read something about a woman who was in her mid-thirties, I think, and she got a terminal diagnosis -- some sort of cancer.  It was something that would kill her but not right away.  She was working in a non-tenure track academic position that frustrated her so she quit, but she still had to work, so she got a job at Trader Joe’s because she loved the cheerful friendly atmosphere.  It didn’t pay much, but it got her up in the morning. I get that.