chasing the sun

well, well...since last we spoke I have received two more letters from law schools - one was a rejection letter, so we won't speak of that school by name, but the other (in e-mail form) was an acceptance letter.

Can you frickin' believe it!!! I had so doubted that I would get accepted anywhere, that I was in complete and utter shock at the sight of it in my Inbox. I almost did a little dance in my glass cubicle at work, but thought better of it. And the best part is that it was from the school that offers the program that I was most interested in.

I know, I know, you want to know which school...

It's the University at Buffalo Law School, better known SUNY, in sunny Buffalo, New York and it is a really good school, from what I hear. The program they have is called Affordable Housing and Community Development Law. If I could design a law program that suited my passions perfectly, that is most likely what I would call it.

But I am hesistating to say "yes" because my family, rather than supporting me in this journey to a place far, far away from home, is being very bratty about the whole thing. They want me to wait until I hear something from the other Texas school to which I applied so that I can stay close. But I'm about 100% sure that the school for me is in Buffalo.

It is scary enough moving to a place where you don't know anyone and where you have little or no outside support. Their lack of enthusiasm is causing me to doubt what I really feel is the right thing to do. I know ultimately the decision is mine, and I have no problem making it. But instead of feeling good about it, I will mostly like doubt myself and feel guilty for leaving.

Sometimes I think that all the ties I have with my family are completely detrimental and unhealthy. I have to move on or I will never move on...does that make sense?

If I don't do this, I will regret it. I know I will.

Jesus, come quickly!