Good Bye Job

It’s official.  I no longer have a job.  I’ve worked my last hour on the clock.  It was a tough decision to quit, but I know I did it for the right reasons.  It’s easy to step right into the day-to-day hustle, but first I want to say good-bye.


Good-bye, to the place I spent all of my pregnancies.  I can’t walk down your hall without a bit of phantom waddle.  I taught classes from a stool, prepared bizarre lunches, and made my coworkers scared to play pranks or leave me alone to close up shop for fear of a birthing incident.

Good-bye, to the most wonderful people I’ve ever worked with.  You are amazingly good people, whom each of us would call family.  We could go to each other with anything, professionally, personally, spiritually.

Good-bye, to the most exciting field I’ve ever worked in.  Whether it was a real event or an exercise, you kept me on my toes and kept work fun and humorous.


Good-bye, to the job that grew me.  You were big shoes to fill, but I’m so glad I pushed myself through the growing pains.  I now know not to underestimate myself, and anything can be mine if I just work my butt off.

The relationships stretch beyond the job, and I pray the career will never be completely gone.  The people, experiences, and adventure are too good to let go of.



3 comments for “Good Bye Job

  1. February 10, 2014 at 8:27 am

    I’m so sorry. I know what that feels like to leave someplace that felt like home.

    • February 11, 2014 at 2:19 pm

      Yeah, I spent more time with them than anyone else ever!

      • Grammy
        February 12, 2014 at 2:55 pm

        Maybe you can go back someday. I know they loved and respected you there.

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