Today's prompt from Shimelle: Share a story with your readers about one moment when you felt independent and in control.

I've had a few such luxurious moments in my life. When I moved to the US from Turkey. I was really homesick for a few weeks but overall I was much more in my element in the US than I ever felt in Istanbul. I had a similar feeling when I graduated and moved to New York, when I had my own apartment, my own job, and just my own life. I love it. Even now. I am scared to do something to rock things but I do have a very nice life and I feel lucky to be able to be independent (or feel that way even with a 3 year old.). I love my life. I love my family. I love that I made this life. We made it. It's really magical.

I've always, always wanted to make my own choices. Ever since I can remember and I love making them.