Man Plans, G-d Laughs

I began my road trip today – a drive across half the country, from Arkansas to New York City.

I don’t have to tell ya’ – Flatbush ain’t Conway.

This is the third – or perhaps the fourth? – time, that my family and I have loaded a truck, and criss-crossed hundreds of miles to a new home, a new job, and a new set of friends.

You know – it isn’t for the faint of heart. It’s challenging. It’s scary. It’s – literally – life changing.

Five years ago, I didn’t envision being a CIO at a top liberal arts college. Last year, I wasn’t thinking about being the Director of IT at a large independent school in the middle of Flatbush, Brooklyn.

Where will you and I be five years from now? Who’s to say? Man Plans, and G-d Laughs.

I’m very grateful that my new colleagues have been welcoming, generous, and kind.

And, happily, the only faux pas that I’ve been directly challenged on were (1) ordering sweet tea, and (2) misspelling the name of my new employer. Oy.

How far, and how fast, will the remainder of the journey be? I’m ready to find out.

Open the door. Step on the road. Embrace the journey.

Go, and be you.