The end of an era??

Hardly.  I wasn’t in the workforce that long, but it feels weird nonetheless.  Today is my last day of work.  Am I sad? No, not particularly.  I feel a little funny that’s all.  Funny weird…not funny haha.  I’m thinking back and wondering, “Okay, was that little detour worth it? And was it really a detour?”  I don’t think it necessarily was.  I think it was a path that I felt compelled to take.  It got Jeff and I out of Atlanta and out on our own.  It enabled me to recognize what a crazy place the workforce really is and how working for the government can be crazy all on its own. But I wouldn’t call it a detour. Seriously, a detour is something that gets you to the same place you were originally intending to go.  I’m not sure I knew where I intended to go before I took that path.  I think with September 11th, 2001 happening, my job choices out of college were severely limited.

Did i choose the right path?  What’s the point in contemplating that?  My gut says yes, without a doubt.  I’ve (and we’ve) got some great things to show for the path that I/we chose.  I found out that I love coaching basketball.  We own our own house.  We’re starting a family.  It’s pretty much just bitchin’. 

Overall, I think I took the right path to get where I need to be.  Right now, every internal compass is telling me that the “right” place and the most fulfilling place for me to be is at home with our new baby.  One of my friends begs me not to lose sight of “me.”  I don’t think I will.  I’m continuing to coach, and I’m definitely the type of person to continually reassess the situation.  We’ll see where this path takes me and Jeff.  I’m excited about it.

So yeah, today was my last day at work.  We had a nice lunch.  Jeff got to meet all of my coworkers.  I recognized even more so how blessed I’ve been in life.  This adventure reminds me to always give thanks–for what I have, the paths I’ve chosen, and the paths that will open themselves to me in the future.