Last week,
I left my job for a new opportunity in a new state. I’ve been here for almost two years; learned
lots and met some great people. I’ve
done this several times during my lifetime and find that leaving the job is the
easy part.
This change
also means I’m leaving my running club/family that I’ve grown so close to over
the last two years. This is something I
have never done (since this is the first time I have joined a running club),
but leaving it (physically) is difficult.
Talk about relationships…running relationships are special.
Leaving relationships
behind is so hard.
The last
two weeks have included lots of work transition, home purging/packing, going
away lunches, going away runs, and lots and lots of gifts! My "spirited" team surprised me with balloons, cupcakes, a pineapple plant, and a collage of pictures, reflecting all of their "seasons". Topping that off was a hilarious, yet touching, poem.
My morning commute has sent me straight into Mt. Monadnock's path every morning. I have stowed away many sunrises, sunsets, and snow peaks into my memories.
My friends know me well, presenting me with a perfect reminder of this gentle giant, "Mt. Monadnock 3165 Ft". I can't wait to hang this sign in my new home (no mountains where I'm going!).
Great memory of an evening Super Moon hike up Mt. Monadnock with running friends who became much more than running friends.
And just before our club run Tuesday night, this beauty:
Gifts may
come in the form of luncheons, cards, plants, and goodies, but the greatest
gift of all is the relationships we build and foster and take with us along our
journeys. I'm humbled by the gifts of these relationships. I will carry them all with me. Always.
