Monday, February 28, 2011

Moving On

The post that was for yesterday but that got interrupted by other events . . .

Today is The Big Day.

I start my job. I am not nervous. This is what I am meant to be doing. Of course, I am not exactly sure what I am going to be doing because I have never been an in-house counsel before. And I spent most of my series of interviews trying to make sure that I would like working with these people, I like these people. They appear to like each other. I can figure out the rest.

I spent the weekend getting ready. I donated bags and bags of clothes I didn't love to Goodwill. There is very little hanging in my closet right now but it's all stuff I particularly like. It felt great to get rid of stuff. Even a great deal of stuff from my mom. There's a couple pieces I kept, of course. As I got rid of the stuff, I felt her become more of a part of me. I guess what I didn't realize was that holding on to all those items was connecting me to the grief. Once I got rid of most of the stuff, the grieving part was over, I am at peace with her passing and now she lives in me. (No you didn't miss anything. She passed away a decade ago.) I never did know where I ended and she began.

How can I be nervous - I've got an incredible foundation of people on this new adventure with me.

Off we go then.


  1. Congrats on your new adventure! I'm so excited for you!

  2. Good luck! I'm sure you'll kill it.

  3. Looking forward to hearing all the good stuff about the new job!