Synthesis Sunday: Twenty-Nine Years
Twenty-nine years ago, on this date, I was packing up my car and driving away from Phoenix, Arizona. I had graduated from my internship the day before, and it was time to start being a music therapist. I had no plans except to head to the place that I wanted to be more than any place else - home. This time, of course, was before the internet was a common thing. There were no handy emails with job listings coming to an email address each morning. Music therapy positions were not advertised in many places, so finding a music therapy job was really limited in various areas. I had no idea if I would find anything to do in my geographical location, and my parents needed me to work. I had to work so I could have a car and to contribute to the bills that I generated while I was at home. It took me two months and a week to find and start a job, and that was an uncomfortable span of time in my life. Once I found a job, I was able to contribute money towards household expenses and was able to bu...