A few months ago, I threw a party for myself. This party, however, was a bit different from my other parties.  There was no mass e-mail sent to my 895 contacts. There was no Facebook promotion. I did not even send a text to friends and family requesting that they show up. In fact, this party was a party of one. And I liked it that way.

This party included myself, my laptop, and my thoughts. At this party, I reflected on my career goals and personal goals. I thought about where I thought I would be at my age and where I actually am. I thought about all the things that have gone against my plan.  I thought about the broken hearts, the rejection letters, the disappointments, and the setbacks.

And I did what I hadn’t done in a long time. I cried.Read More »