You know all those times when you're presented in life two paths: A hard one and an easier one? And both could make you happy? I've done my share of choosing between the two -- and have to say that I split the choices fairly evenly.
Easy choices? Staying with The Prince and turning down big job offers in cities far away when we were dating. (Worked out? Yes with The Prince, career took a hit.)
Hard choices? Moving back to New York from London after finally settling in, and wanting to really make a go of it in Europe. (Worked out? Career took off, had The Rabbit, endured many tough spots....)
To me it seems like a question of choices that generate comfort, and choices that build character. And I want both.
So here I am with The Rabbit's choices in my hand. Which is almost worse because who is to say I should be entrusted with choices for another person? The easy choice? Keep her at a school where she knows tons of kids, where she can sleep in later and walk there from home, where she's already comfortable. Or the hard choice? Move her to a school where she'll have to be driven or take the subway, where she knows one kid (I think....), where she has to start all over and watch her friends go to school together, without her. But she has a shot, I really believe, at a better education in the long run.
So here I am.
Fairy godmother? You out there?