Well a chapter of the book has ended. Today was the last day on the job. The job that has been good to me and nice enough to let me be there; but not the place I am supposed to be. Now I have to go out into the big scary world and find out who I am supposed to be and what is to become of me.
The final days were harrowing and filled with only the drama that this agency can bring. It was littered with all the secrets I am not allowed to print and all of the sameness that is the reason I must go. I load the CD's from my desk, the paperweight with the picture on my nieces and nephews, the Excellence in Management awards (2005, 2011) the certificate from the State of Georgia for 5 years of faithful service (seems so long ago) and the 9 1/2 years worth of thank you cards, into the box.
I leave the stapler and good pens but contemplate the laminating machine. I take the sailboat picture from the facing wall and the Monet from behind my desk and lay them in the truck.
There is a cookie with Thank You Sharyn written on it & big chocolate flowers, and beautiful people around the Staff Cafe table. Tonight there will be a glass of wine and crab cakes at a local favorite and more beautiful people around a table. Cards with heartfelt messages of encouragement and love; and a gift that says - they were completely paying attention.
I know as I drive away and the building gets smaller and smaller in my rear view mirror the memory of me within this building will also get smaller and smaller. But at this moment I am full. I surmise I have done good and made a contribution that was worthwhile and meaningful. I see the human contacts I have made over the years as they float down my face. Then I see the rainbow. Now I go in search of my pot of gold.
I hope you will turn the page with me to see if I ever find it...
Recipes: when you combine a meaningful job and beautiful people you create an amazing chapter!
Roadtrips: nine and a half years of filling the hallways with your laugh, is a good run.
Renovations: only look in the rear view mirror for as long as it takes for you to appreciate the journey.
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