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  • Have you ever been given 48 hours to decide something? 48 hours to decide the fate of your relationship with someone you love? 48 hours to decide the direction of your career path? 48 hours to decide whether or not you’ll stay or you’ll leave the life you know, love and are not sure whether or not you want to leave?

    I have.

    The day the embassy in Chile emailed me asking for an interview, I just knew. It was just one of those feelings. With or without the interview, I just knew I had the job. The morning of the interview, I woke up at what I thought was an hour before the scheduled time but had miscalculated the time change, and it was actually the exact time of the interview. So, you can imagine my surprise when I got the call as I was still waking up, making my coffee, and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. When my phone rang, I immediately rushed outside onto my boyfriend’s deck (I was living with him at the time) and sat on the steps in the early mountain sun as I’ve done time and time again at his house. He sleeps late. I get up early. So, I was accustomed to doing everything in a hushed voice in the early morning.

    As I hung up the phone, I had a moment of sheer and utter excitement and dread at the same time. I had 48 hours to decide, they told me. Do I take the job, or do I leave it? Will I get this opportunity again in life someday? There was something big and exciting brewing in my life, but the one person who I really cared about sharing the moment with was sleeping – or desperately trying hard to pretend to be sleeping.

    To me, I was not leaving him. But, in his eyes, I had chosen the job over him. No amount of crying and yelling and throwing and breaking things could change his mind. He didn’t even want to try. I had chosen my life and my opportunity over him. I had chosen my own goals and dreams over him. To him, I had left. I had left the life we knew and loved together. But to me, I just wanted to move forward – all this in a mere 48 hours.
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