Ch 11: A New Life

After I ended my engagement, I started a new job in a new town, but the universe kept interfering with my plans to embrace my new life.

When three friends who had volunteered to help me move placed the last boxes into my new study, I couldn’t wait to close the door behind them. I thanked them for carrying what seemed like endless boxes of books, a limited collection of kitchenware and other household goods, and a hodgepodge of furniture up two flights of stairs. I then ushered them out the door. I had done it. All my stuff—what there was of it—was together again in one place—in a new apartment, in a new town. And it was all mine.