Today was my last day of work.
I showed up and went about my day in the mass craziness that a sold-out hotel brings.
There were defining moments;
covering the desk for the last time,
turning on my automatic email reply indefinitely,
removing my contact information from clientele websites. . .
being called into the boardroom where the whole staff is sitting, wishing me farewell. . .
listening to John's (my boss) explanation of why I was leaving, and where I was going,
receiving a hug from almost every staff member while trying not to tear up. . .
Looking across the room and seeing the tear-filled eyes of the management team who has truly become family,
standing in the doorway of John's office one last time,
receiving an envelope with the kindest words I've ever read . .
but what hit me the hardest,
what defined the moment was when
I clocked out for the last time.
The flood gates opened and two beautiful, kindhearted housekeepers came running to my side, hugging me to death and reminding me why I'm doing what I'm doing.
It was such a moment of finality.
It was like the door of realization finally opened.
I'm closing the chapter on such a beautiful season of my life.
It was a season full of both heartbreak and restoration.
And in so many ways, God used the people that I worked with to bring forth so much healing.
I'm honored that I was given the opportunity to work alongside some of the most caring, compassionate, and honorable individuals I've ever come in contact with.
And I'm am so excited to start writing my new chapter.
Nervous? Yes.
Terrified? YES.
Ready? Eh, maybe. . .
Certain? Yes, yes, and yes some more.
It's been a rollercoaster this week and I feel that the true, sincere,
meaning of bittersweet has become so evident in my life.
This next week will be filled with goodbyes, probably tears cause I'm a girl and girls cry,
but also laughter as we joke about piranhas and eating roaches.
I know that I'll have to constantly remind myself that this isn't about me.
It's never been about me.
And it's not about you either.
Our seasons separating isn't about either of us.
It's about what God has for us.
It's about following His calling and fulfilling His will.
And it's about them.
The people out there that need whatever God has instilled in me.
Besides my compassion and love, I'm not too sure of what exactly He's going to use measly old me for, but I do know that there are people out there who have divine appointments with God, through me, in the very near future.
And that is what it's about.
I'm going to miss you.
Every. Single. One. Of. You.
Home is where the heart is and my heart is with so many of you.
You have touched my life in ways that I could never imagine and for that I thank you.
Through tear filled eyes, as my screen becomes a big blur, I want you to know that from the bottom of my heart, the very core of who I am, I thank you for being your beautiful self, and for allowing me to become a part of your life.
It's been an honor,
and you'll never be forgotten.
Besides, this isn't goodbye . . .
it's just
SEE YA LATER SUCKAA!!!! 😀
<3tasha
