Oh no! We’ve got to go through it.

I am coming up to my last days in the office and I am getting through as best I can – digging deep to find what I need to get through it all. A little patience, a little hope, a little something.

These are the times when I want to give up, tell them they’re on their own, turn my back. Ride out the days, not help them along, not train my coworkers to do my jobs after I go.

I want to leave them hanging but I can’t.

I don’t have to like this, and I don’t, however, I’m trying to rise above and maintain grace.

It means that I came home and sat in the dark for awhile. It means that sometimes I want to cry or break stuff. It means that I dropped the f-bomb in the office today at random times more than I have over the past few years.

But I will do what needs to be done.

I will leave with my head held high.

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I was sent a chain letter email thing from a friend this evening and while I usually ignore them, I stuck to it this time because its point was to send the next person on the list an uplifting quote or poem. After some thought, I sent a line from the children’s book, “We’re Going on a Bear Hunt.”