The best is yet to come

Here is it March 6th and I woke up at 5am to a rain-snow mix. I found this great picture of spring tulips and it's like a promise of what's to come.

The last few weeks have been a time of great change and emotional turmoil for me. I started a new job that on paper sounded just perfect for me but a few days in, as I was crying in my car during my lunch break, I felt it was the wrong mix. I tried my hardest to stick it out but then I cried in front of a customer. Try as hard as I could I just couldn't see myself being able to stick with it and be happy. I was bring my anxiety and depression home with me. Today, I quit effective immediately. My manager was not surprised as I had talked with her the previous week about it. She wasn't mad or anything. She wished me lots of luck on my future endeavors. I thanked all the people who helped me during by brief training time.

This leaves me at where I was before. Somehow I know in my heart that whatever is to come will be the right thing for me. I'm back in the sewing room and excited to get stitching again.