It's funny the things that stood out. I remembered the day we docked in Colombia. I intentionally encouraged my ex-husband and his mom to book an excursion together so that I could have the day to myself which I spent in the sanctuary on a comfortable lounger with servers bring me food and drink and spritzing me with water. Interestingly, it's the part of the trip that stood out most in this moment as I listed the countries I visited.
I paused a bit on our first apartment in the south. I had forgotten how long we had stayed in that one bedroom unit - three and a half years. We weathered much of the pandemic in that small space with the huge balcony.
I had forgotten about the couple months of unemployment when the private law firm I worked for discovered I had been interviewing with the government right around the time a respected former employee contacted them asking if they had an opening.
And I cringed as I wrote down what I knew of my ex-husband's contact information as the realization hit me that he will probably get contacted. It was this reminder that I will be tied to him forever. When we separated he asked me to tell him if I ever finally got this promotion. I didn't agree to his request. I guess he will find out anyway.
But all of these moments of nostalgia and pain were brief as I was laser focused on the end goal. I wanted to get this paperwork done as quickly as I could to keep the process moving so that soon I can be embracing a new city and a new job. I dream for the day I am among the rainbow crosswalks and getting to know a team of new colleagues.
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