Yesterday was my last day at work. I am going to miss my ex-coworkers. I don't think it has sunk in that I am not going back. Not only have I gained several life long friends from there, but I have always based a lot of my identity in what I do and my job performance. (I don't recommend the latter.) My job has completely changed from something extremely objective with closely defined tasks and deadlines, to something that is more goal and strategy oriented. I do not yet fully comprehend what it will look like, but I am getting used to the idea of not working in an office for the next 18 to 22 months.
This morning the crating company came and picked up everything I am crating to Chile. No more bed, rugs, towels, etc. An hour after they left I went to make toast. I put my bread in the toaster and pulled out the butter. When the toast popped up, I opened the drawer to grab a knife to put the butter on the bread. The drawer was empty. My silverware has already begun the journey to Chile.
It is at moments like that, which make me realized that, yes, this is really going to happen. Sometimes the thought makes me really excited, other times overwhelmed, and sometimes sad that I am leaving so many awesome people. It is a lot like Donkey's freak-out moment on the first Shrek movie. They are crossing a bridge over hot lava and Shrek tells him not to look down because Donkey is scared. This works until one of the planks breaks and Donkey yells, "I am lookin' down, Shrek! I am lookin' down!"
There is definitely a peace that transcends all understanding when I have an upward focus.
