Seeing your essay mentioned on the same Australian cover as Drew Barrymore is surreal. Landing a bylined, 3-page story in this publication is the stuff writers’ dreams are made of. But reading Laurie’s 500 eloquent words (click red sidebar above) about her adoptive childhood + our reunion = immeasurable prouds of the motherly kind.
With a grand plan that stretches through 2016, Laurie made her post-graduation move to Charleston this month:
Her first apartment and roommate.
A starter closet that’s smaller than a sock drawer.
Navigation of public transpo.
Job interviews and alarm clocks.
Within a week, she landed two jobs in hospitality and established residency so she can attend the Culinary Institute of Charleston next August as a local.
She found a church, a new circle of gfs and has already explored the old haunted jail on a midnight expedition. Watching her reach for—and manifest—her dreams so fearlessly leaves me swelling with an emo cocktail of pride-inspiration-joy.
It’s also prompted me to plan an October trip to Charleston so I can make sure she has stuff like curtains, a toolbox, a flashlight and experience the world as curated by Laurie Rae.