Today is my 11th anniversary at work. On this day in 1999 I entered my orientation and training class. I remember where I sat and the nervous flutters in my tummy as I met new people. Four hours later I headed home, the nervousness replaced with excitement. I knew I'd made the right decision. I had found my career.
The office I started in no longer exists. Well, the building is there, but we don't lease it anymore. It was a casualty of 9/11. I'd transfered to the Salt Lake office in May of 2000. Another big step taken after much deliberation and prayer.
Today has given me a chance to reflect. 2009 was a momentous year. A busy year. Four trips to Atlanta, one to Dallas, six to New York (had my first kiss on one of them), and two camping trips with my family. In March my brother got married, giving me a new sister-in-law, and in December we welcomed their honeymoon baby. I directed a community theater production, and was director's assistant/stage manager/props mistress for another. It was quite a year....
I am very blessed in my life. The older I get, the more I realize this. Next month I will turn 30. And I'm realizing the truth of the statement that time seems to go faster the older you get. And I'm not saying 30 is old. Although my 7-year-old nephew said the other day, "You're going to be 30? That's a long time to be alive." I guess it's all about perspective...
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
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It's perspective alright! If you want to feel good about yourself and your age, don't ever talk to a kid about it. :^D
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