In Transition

"It really is my favorite time of the year, this autumnal season with it's cool breezes and silent rhythms. It is a season in-between. A held breath. And hopeful anticipation."

- Meg Fee

November.

My season in-between is here. A moment in time I have prayed for, wished for. I am crossing a bridge that's leading to what once an imagined version of life, leaving behind an episode that taught me so many things about myself - strengths and weaknesses, hopes and dreams, things I deserve and things I don't. It still feels surreal how life can change in a matter of days. I am excited and challenged by the fact that I am getting the break I have always wanted. 

I left my job of five years. Took a leap of faith and cared less about how the transition's going to be. It's been a month now and I'd have to admit that it's not at all a walk in the park. My life had a 360 degree turn - I'm making nights my day, starting from scratch again, making new friends, getting the hang of things. I guess, no matter how we say "work is just work" - a means to survive - it still impacts our life in a huge way. I do miss the familiar feeling of working with people who already are family to me. More than anything else, they are the ones I miss the most. But, I don't think we are less of a family now. And I would like to think that they'll be happier seeing me excel in this path I have chosen.

It is hard to be at a transitory phase. I feel like I'm still ironing things out. My only consolation is the thought that I have been given a fresh start. And from where I stand, I believe there is nothing but great stuff ahead.