After moving into my current house, I hadn't seen any sparrows for over a month. But this afternoon, I spotted a few. It was a small moment but profound. The sparrows had found me again.

Yet, something held me back from paying for it. I had everything filled out, and for some reason, I could not touch the ‘pay’ button. A little voice whispered: ‘Wait one more day.’

While waiting for my ride, Maga continued to plead with me, even driving up beside me one last time to offer to take me home. I declined and climbed into the GoCar, feeling immense relief and empowerment.

I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to join the Transition Team. Looking back, I realize I’ve likely been on it for years, maybe my whole life. I’ve always been different.