Last year, I sat in my office staring at the three monitors on my desk. On the screens were my online bank accounts - all of which were channeling Whoopi Goldberg's character from the movie "Ghost." "You in danger, girl," they seemed to be saying, mocking me. I spent decades building a career, collecting titles, degrees, and glowing reviews. Yet the numbers on my bank statements told a different story.
Before graduation, she had already lined up an engineering job, but it required frequent moves around the country. I was happy for her, but I was tired of long-distance and wanted to settle down. I also knew that following her to her various job locations would make it hard for me to have my own career. However, I loved her, and that was more important.