Today is my last day at my still relatively new job.
This has been the hardest decision I’ve had to make in a while.
I’m feeling all sorts of ways this morning: excited, nervous, uncertain, sad…and sleepy (but I’m always sleepy lol). I know this is a good decision — one that I prayed about and talked to my mom and friends about. Everyone agreed this is a good move for me even after a short time, but I love my job. I love the people I work with. I love going there every day. And cutting the umbilical cord is going to hurt. My church is really my city of refuge. I’m still going to go to church there and volunteer any way I can, but not working there makes me kind of sad. I’ve grown close to everyone in a short amount of time. I haven’t had to abruptly leave somewhere in a while. Switching schools like a maniac growing up made change easy for me, but it’s still sad on some level.
I am training someone this morning. I hope she’s nice and learns fast and everyone likes her.
Looking ahead though, I am excited for what the future holds (and I know Who holds the future). I feel like I am embarking on something great and that this is only the first step. Working at WHC was a small but necessary chapter in my life. I am appreciative for the opportunity. Who knows if I will find occasion to return? Doubtful, but who knows? And like I said, I’ll still be at church there all the time so I’m really not going anywhere. I think there is always some guilt in quitting a church especially one that I love so very very very very very much (maybe TOO much haha). But God opened this door and I have to walk through it.