Passing the baton…
Today I continued the training process for my last job’s position. Seven months after I announced that I was leaving.
I can’t help but feel waves of sheer panic as I let go. What if I can’t keep going? What if something happens? What if I need a fall back plans?
I am exhausted. I am ready to cook for my kids at night. I am ready to sit on my back porch at night.
I am ready to freaking sleep. It is hard to let go of something that got me up out of the darkest valley in my life.
I think it is time.
