OUT OF A JOB.......

Tomorrow I go back to work. Tomorrow I will give me notice. Tomorrow my future will be held within a black hole. And the really said thing is, I don't care.

My job.....I've done my job to the best of my ability for the past 10 years. For the last five of those years, I have so enjoyed what I do, how I do it, when I do it, and with whom I have spent my working hours doing it with.

I have learned, I have shared, I have loved, I have cried, I have laughed with my co-workers. And right now, I am grieving over the loss of all those things.

Loosing/getting out of this job is like a divorce. You think of all the things that should be/could have been and cry and weep because it's not supposed to end this way. I had planned to retire from this position. But, I'm still years away from retirement. Too old to begin anew, too young to retire. At least, this is how I feel at the moment.

So it is, that I will grieve and weep for the next 24 hours. That has always been what works for me when I am scared/frustrated/worried. Just grieve/worry my little mind out. Then, let it all go. Let the future begin.

~The Mediator