It's a strange treadmill, the one I'm on right now. If there is such a thing as being caught between two worlds, I actually think that's where I am. I know where I want to be, what I have to do to get there and who I need to rely on to make it happen. Yet the treadmill keeps rolling, with me clinging to it. The redeployment process has commenced at work. And in 12.5 years I have never felt quite so redundant as I do at present. Which is precisely how I should feel, my role no longer exists. As challenging as this situation is, I know it won't last forever. Whilst I think I am ready to move on from the world I have known for so long, I am feeling the sense of loss that goes with leaving it behind. A world of quality people and wonderful relationships.
Today, I attended a fancy farewell lunch for one of those fabulous people. A good friend who also decided to fly out of the cosy cocoon, after 8 long years. Someone who was put in the same position that I have been and made her choice to step into a new world. She will be sorely missed, but the memories of the past 3 years we have worked together will live on. Her fun, laughter and professionalism has inspired me since the day we met and watching her pack up and leave, seemed to make it somewhat more real for me too. How I will miss this corporate family of mine.
Beautiful bouquet from a dear work friend... a lovely surprise for my Friday