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Monday, April 23, 2007

: Drum roll, please... :

And the big news today is....

I GOT A JOB!!

The firm is the one I interviewed with last week. Looking back, I should have recognized the sign that I was going to get this gig - my last job in Houston started with an interview in the midst of a terrific thunderstorm. I remember driving to my old office back in 1999 and seeing this line of black clouds rolling toward me and getting into the parking garage just as it started to rain. Within minutes day had turned into night, and by the time I sat down with the president of the firm, the storm was raging furiously outside. Flashes of lightning blinded us during our conversation, and I was quite surprised actually, that he offered me a position on the spot. He had been my professor when I was getting my MBA, so he already knew me very well, and it turned out to be a good professional relationship for both of us.

So my new employer is one of the major global PR firms, a household name to anybody in the PR business, and they offered me a senior account supervisor position, which is the same position that I left Houston with. While I was certainly willing to take a lower title, it's nice to know that I won't have to suffer professionally due to my transition. I am very much looking forward to working for them.

We're going out tonight to celebrate, as this is obviously a big milestone for me. Having a job and the resumption of my professional career means that my social transition is largely complete. I still have a ways to go physically, and in some ways, emotionally, but progress like today's news certainly makes me stop and be thankful of all the good things that have happened to get me to this point.

I remember way back when I was just starting to transition reading Amber Chan's Web site amberspace, and her philosophy of transition. She compared life to a car race, and transition was like an extended pit stop to retool your car as quickly as possible and get back out on the track. While this analogy makes sense for her and other people who transition on the job and stay connected to their friends and birth family, it doesn't really apply to how I've approached it. While I've certainly approached transition with a certain urgency (my second anniversary on HRT is coming up in a few weeks), it became clear to me by the second half of 2005 that my new life was going to look a lot different than my old life. So instead of getting back onto the racetrack of life, my pit stop served to trade in my Formula One car for a Humvee so I can leap the track fence and head off into the wilderness to who knows where.

So the adventure continues ... thank you all for sharing the ride so far.

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