Moving On
After 4.5 yrs I am leaving my job and moving on. It was my first job out of grad school and I grew into it without realizing that I got so attached to the work environment, the people and the culture. Today as I was writing my farewell email, as I was including the names of the people to send out the email to I was amazed at the number of people I interacted with. I have had good times and not so good times at my current job but at no point did I feel that it wasnt worth it. As I am cleaning my desk, backing up my personal folders I feel pain, not the kind which stresses you out, but the kind which makes you feel grateful. I got this job after much tribulations and struggle as the US economy wasnt doing well at that time. This job was the Divine's way of telling me there is no reason to lose hope in life. I used to think I was a person who meant business and who could isolate emotion out of my dealings. Today I realize that I am as emotional in my work life as I am in my personal. I might not display it but I think that its very much there. There are many hats that we wear as we go through in life. As I get ready to don another hat in the form of a new job, I pause and bow down to my old job and all the people I learnt from and kinda got attached to. This has been truely a remarkable journey and the destination didnt matter.