Sounds so sad and I am definitely not a sad person! There's a saying goes something like this; When one door closes, another opens. Yep. It's true.
I left my job as a fast food district manager. I loved my job and my company, but it wasn't enough. Somewhere along the way I lost my 'want to.' Maybe it was because I fell in love after being single for so long? Maybe it was because I hate corporate politics? Maybe I was tired of trying to help people be successful that didn't want to be helped? Probably all of those things. When I left, I thought there would be some kind of mourning period, something, ANYTHING! There wasn't. That was how I truly knew it was the right thing. I don't miss my job.
And NOW?? Several months later? I stay home with our two youngest boys. My daughter moved away from home to begin her adult life. I am relearning how to be a girlfriend/domestic goddess/partner again (tough 'cause I am SO used to being the boss).
Life is moving forward and I like it.
