It begins...

On Monday I gave my notice of resignation (final day of work May 13). On Tuesday my boss gave her resignation (expected final day of work April 29). Yesterday she just took off. Our two team department went from 2, to 1. Soon to be none. I hadn't planned on submitting my notice until later in the month but I'm glad it went down like it did this week. Try as I might, I can never predict how events our going to unfold.

It's times like these I'm grateful for a loving wife, great friends, and a relationship a God (dare I use the G word) that works for me. It's because of those things I can handle the awkward chaos of work and the big changes looming ahead. I can look people in the eye today and not be afraid of speaking my truth, even if it disappoints or disrupts their plans. As a reluctant participant in conflict, I'd rather run for the hills than do that. But this week something is different and the for the last few days I've been rolling with it. I'm right where I'm supposed to be.