Still no word

It’s been a nail biting, anxiety-ridden morning. The board had their call yesterday, and we continue to wait to hear back on the status of our jobs. We have been told we can expect word today or by Monday at the latest. Argh. The thought of spending another night, and worse, another weekend, wondering whether I’ll be coming back into the office in January is nearly overwhelming.

I am taking deep breaths, gearing up for a run, and trying to put it all into perspective. At the end of the day, it is just a job. Our family is healthy, Christmas is coming, and the world is filled with beauty. The pine trees cloaked in snow outside my window are not affected by my turbulent job situation, neither are the muskrats along the lake or the wind blowing past me. I am part of this world, but only part, and my job is part of me, but only part.

And I breathe…

And run.