I'm Tara.

I'm just a silly little girl who likes to go places and tell her silly little stories.

SLK documents the adventures I've had across 5 continents & who I've become on my journeys. 

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come what May

come what May

It's no secret that April and I don't have a good track record. Not at all. 2 years ago, I was enjoying a girls' vacation in Sedona when my grandfather died. Then, last year...what an absolute emotional cluster fuck, aye? This April was, again, not my favourite month, if only for the simple fact that I was basically planning the rest of my year, trying to survive the heat, and, like, every planet was in retrograde {if you believe in that kind of thing}. 

It seems pointless to place responsibility on a month. Family deaths aren't April's fault. April isn't responsible for my previous job and an unsettled feeling I couldn't shake {until I landed Laos} and {major} health shit all happening at once. And I certainly can't hold a grudge on April for all the forms, life admin, media kit correspondence, and closet organization that was required this past month. April just always happens to be a real bitch. 

Instead of letting April drag me down into her fiery pits of hell, I've been focused on May. 

I leave this Thursday for some time in Washington. Then, I head to Rapid City to sift through my storage unit. A visit to a Georgetown plantation and a few ventures to Charleston {it's going to be seriously cool, hint: Bill Murray is involved!!} are all leading up to a place that's been high on my bucket list and possibilities in London, from where I'll make my way a few other places {hint: one of these crosses off another continent, fingers and toes crossed}. I've had interviews with companies in Hong Kong, South Korea, Afghanistan, the Maldives, and mainland China for positions as a Teacher Trainer, Women's Education Coordinator, Women's English for Business Curriculum Developer, and a plain TEFL Teacher. I've set my mind on the offer I'd like to accept, and guys, it's not the one anyone has guessed. It's decidedly the least 'Tara' decision I've made. And I feel so strangely good about it, unshaken with any bit of doubt or hesitation, that it makes me feel pretty freakin' foxy. 

May is already bringing with it a wild frenzy of opportunity. 

I got caught in the chaos April brought with her: piles of paperwork, long post office lines I've had to wait in, managing flight bookings, and hundreds of e-mails I've had to sift through. But now I stand firmly in May, the light at the end of the April tunnel, proud of all the shit I managed to get done. I feel confident in knowing that all my hard efforts are not in vain. That doors have been widely opened for me to trot through this year. That I made the right decision last December. That I made the right decision in letting go. That I am living my life on my own terms, being as kind and authentic as I can be. 

What's meant for you will find its way to you, guys. Come what May, it will. And when it does, when May greets you on the other end of that jerk April, you can breathe a sigh of relief knowing all the postage paid, documents signed, and nights spent researching will not have been in vain. You'll be ready. 

May May be more friendly than April. Forever and ever, amen. 

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