I was a very good suit, and for a long time, I was a very happy one. Then I had my son, and my universe tilted on its side.
They say parenthood changes a person, but I was unprepared for just how much my heart would open to let the world in and set loose all the dreams I left behind in Neverland.
No five-year old says they want to be a consultant when they grow up. This five-year old said she wanted to be a writer.
So, I left work to manage my family, and now that I’ve figured out my son won’t spontaneously combust without my constant supervision (in other words, he’s in high school and doesn’t want to see me unless I have food or car keys in my hands), can return to managing my own life. I always said that I’d write if I had all the time in the world. Since I never will, I decided now might be good enough.
Thanks for visiting my cafe — Come back again soon. The eleventh cup is on me.
Jeannine Bergers Everett
Photograph by Missy Janes