I wish I’d known in law school that the path of a career is rarely straight and narrow and that detours that seem risky can end up rewarding.
I went to law school hoping to boost my fledgling career in journalism. But by my third year, I’d grown enamored with law—particularly labor law—so when I graduated and was offered a job at a government labor relations agency, I grabbed it.
Then, just two years out of law school, I took a detour. After a fierce Boston winter, my significant other and I decided to move to the US Virgin Islands—sight unseen, no job in line. At the going-away party the agency threw me, my supervising attorney pulled me aside. “You’re making a big mistake,” he said sternly, “throwing away a promising career.” I worried he was right.