Unmooring

Herself has not discussed her employment here in the blog beyond mentioning that she telecommutes.  Work is completely separate and distinct from the online blogging life; never the twain shall meet.  Nevertheless, an event of sufficient importance is occurring, so that it bears mentioning here:  after twenty-three years with her employer -- the last seventeen of which as a telecommuter -- Herself has resigned from her position in order to focus on local opportunities. It's a tremendous change, and she has struggled mightily with it.  Even though it is necessary and appropriate for her to take a different course at this point, the sorrows (and other complex emotions) associated with the transition have been absolutely gigantic.

She is unmoored.

She feels fragile and tiny. She is awash in a sea of possibilities, attempting to steer around obstacles and to avoid becoming discouraged by uncertainties and unlikelihoods.  She's not quite sure which way the wind is blowing, or in which direction she should point her lifeboat. Sometimes, the sunrise shines on the path ahead and it appears that it could be a very good road.  Other times, there's quite a bit of fog, and the grey of the ocean is menacing. She would benefit from a hand to hold, yet she does not want to reach out and ask lest she look weak or pathetic. It is hard.

We shall see what the new road brings.

This lovely sun road was found at http://miriadna.com/preview/evening-sun-path, here.