Seven years ago today, I started a new job. November 13, 2012. It was a Tuesday.
I remember distinctly because, thrilled as I was to be starting this exciting new chapter, it prevented me from attending the funeral of a dear friend. Miss you, Jodi.
Also, I remember thinking that starting on a Tuesday seemed odd. Almost as odd as switching gears from hospital PR to accounting communications.
But that's what I did. And I was terrified. I'd forgotten how much so until I realized the date today.
Wow. It's kind of a long time --- even in human years. I mean, so much has changed in that span.
I went from being the newbie on the team to the person with the most tenure. #Scary
I had an almost teenager; now I've got an almost 20-year-old. #Scarier
Susan Rice was thought to be the leading contender to snag the Secretary of State role Hillary Clinton was vacating. It ended up being John Kerry, of course. #Scariest?
Windows 8 had just been unveiled. Jeremy Lin was the NBA's darling. Marvel's first "Avengers" film was still brand new.
We were all riding high from Michael Phelps' remarkable performance at the Summer Olympics; which took place in London, baby.
Oh, and people freaked out shortly after this date because the Mayan calendar ended.
But guess what? Life on the third rock continued. Just like it always has.
And what I'm left thinking after my little stroll down memory lane --aside from sadness over loved ones and friends lost between then and now-- is that, no matter how much has changed, life's constants remain: FAITH, HOPE, LOVE.
So here's looking forward to the next seven --and 70.
After all, you never have the best vantage point through the rear-view mirrror, Capisce?