I couldn't help but think of the many times I've left one job to move to another. Sometimes the limited term finished but other times, it was my choice to move to something else. It isn't easy from the side of the mover, either -- the definition of bittersweet. I've left many great colleagues and have not been able to keep connected with them all. That makes me sad. Those I am still in touch with, though, have kept me updated on life events of many of the others. While at university, I recall being told that my cohort would have 5 to 8 careers -- the differing positions we'd encounter as we moved along the career path. A few would have one job for the full career, while others would have 10 or more moves. I think I'm part of that latter groups <smile> -- I've had at least 10 different jobs since my undergraduate degree. Each built on existing skills and developed and honed other skills, so it was like that ladder progression they told us about as newbies. <smile>
Of the many songs dealing with goodbyes, one came to the fore today. The lyrics describe hopes for the future for someone moving elsewhere. Enjoy!
My Wish -- Rascal Flatts
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