Hopefully I will have a new job soon. I am trying to quit my current one today, so I'm blogging as I wait for my boss to get here. Even if there was something productive that I could do, the motivation is very low when you know you are leaving. Maybe I will explain this whole crazy mess later. In the meantime, I have two very interested new potential employers that are finishing first interviews this week. So I wait, write polite and charming thank you letters, and pray furiously.
The past 5 weeks I've had to re-evaluate almost everything. It's been incredibly challenging, but generally not regrettable (other than missing friends like crazy...phone calls saved my life). I don't think I know yet how much I've grown through this experience, and it continues on...
I've had surprising contact with old friends. One short email surprised me. It was simple and short, a "thanks for the good times and the talks...you were needed" type of email. At this stage of my life, where I haven't felt very needed lately, it was a huge boost to a depressing week.
He was one of those "almosts" in the love department, but more importantly a good friend. We shared a week of fun and hectic memories working at a camp in Washington state. My favorite day was on the yacht, when we traded shirts (uh, yea...that doesn't sound right...but it was fairly innocent, thanks to modest swimwear) and sat on the bow talking and laughing. Windblown and sunburnt but caring for none of it save our time together. The scenery was breathtaking as we circled Puget Sound, and it went down in history as one of the most refreshing days of my life.
We also shared a strange bond over the love of Panda black licorice...it became a sweet little way that we expressed concern for each other. All in all, it was a friendship that meant a lot to me, but that I know will never be the same again, because life is life and we all move on.
So this email was a special reminder to me that he treasures those same moments that I treasure, and even if things will never be the same again, we both share a part in each other's history. And just knowing that is special enough.
Sentimental sigh.
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