This Too Shall Pass
Thursday, June 26th, 2008(A birthday card post or three is long overdue. I will get to that over the weekend. Promise.)
I try to live by the motto in the title. This too shall pass. The good and the bad. It all goes by so quickly. This was brought home to me in the early days of my son’s life, when sleep was a somewhat random event and my day was broken up by bouts of crying, eating and diaper changes. A good day was a day I could take a shower and lather, rinse AND REPEAT.
Those days passed quickly. As I watch the hair sprout on my son’s arms, legs and face, I feel it all too keenly.
I learned somewhere along the way never to wish a day to be over, never to wish that some anticipated event that was weeks off would hurry up and get here. There was bound to be something good about the interim, and the event itself would pass quickly and be over as well. There is something to be learned in the interim, some valuable moment, thought, perhaps in preparation for the big thing. These are ideas that I live by, and for the most part, they work.
Except this week. I’m in my last week of a job I’ve had for five years. Most of the time, I have loved the work but not loved the job. There have been aspects of the job that I loathe, and parts of the job I shall miss. I would go into detail but maybe I’ll save the juicy details for my memoir, or that “tell-all” fictionalized version.
As I move into the next phase, I find myself lethargic, burned-out from stress, underappreciated and unmotivated. This too shall pass, but for once, I wish it would move a bit faster - the goodbyes, the closure, the getting past the inevitable sadness and awkwardness of the whole thing. I’m ready for the good parts, for the new stuff to happen. And I’m ready for the being glad that this is all over now.
But first, I still have work to do, boxes to pack and things to cross off my list.