Friday, March 26, 2010

A story.

Once upon a time, I had a job. A job that I hated. A job that made me miserable. A job that made it hard for me to get out of bed every day. A job that didn't challenge me. A job that held me back from reaching my potential.

One day, I lost that job. It was a great day.

Normally, here is where I would write THE END and leave you with that. But it's not the end. It's just the beginning.


Janet Isserlis said...

thanks for this. reposting, with attribution, if that's ok, here:

hoping your beginning is the beginning of something fabulous, excellent, sparkly (if you like that) - the beginning of something worth of you.

a follower, and one-time Vancouver resident,

Laurinda said...

I can totally relate to being in a job you hate rut! What a beautiful morning that first day you wake up and realize you won't be going there today!!
A new beginning! That is exciting!
Happy travels down your new path!

vancityrockgirl said...

with that mindset, this will be a blessing.
good luck on the next phase... the word is wide open for you right now.