My days in this office are drawing to a close and… it feels weird.
Most of the office that was me is no longer here to the point that to enter would be not to know much of the person who sits at this desk and types at this computer beyond the person being a proud parent. My daughter’s colorful drawings will grace these walls until the moments before I close the door for the last time in a few days. It is a strange feeling; an exciting feeling; and one that I find difficult to put into words. It is as if I am throwing my hands into the air as the coaster tops the highest peak… and just letting it all go.
“We need to have a celebration” my daughter commented as I remarked on the days left before life changes, in visible ways, once again….
And a celebration we will have.
For right now though, there is still work to be done, cleaning to happen, and moving to occur. There are good-byes to be said… and there are memories to acknowledge and enjoy. So much life and laughter and tears has happened here – I am ready to move forth; yet, I am thankful for all that I have experienced in this office, in this place….