First and foremost...I'm coming off of a weekend of love, laughter, beauty, and friendship with 14 of my dear friends...who I mostly met for the first time on Friday. Blogging brings friendships on a different level. We get to know each other here from the heart out, and when you finally meet the women you read in person, the strangeness of the first introduction lasts less than five minutes, and suddenly it's gone and you remember that these are your friends, you talk all the time, and you share your heart with each other every time you write a post, and of course this isn't strange, despite what non-bloggers may say.
For now that's all I can say about that. I'm still finding the words for what Renew was. Other than the obvious: a renewal.
Second, today I'm starting my new job. I'm getting ready right now to go into the office for the first time as the Sales and Marketing Coordinator for Accent Truss, and I am so excited. I'll be in the office today and tomorrow, and since it's a few hours away from home I'm staying with my parents until after work tomorrow. Wednesday I begin my new work from home life.
To say this is an answered prayer doesn't cover it. I've loved my career over the last five years. I built it earlier than most, focusing on it even in college, working just as hard and usually harder at it than I did school. Then after college I continued to work hard, spending more hours than I could be paid for working in the office, getting there early and leaving late depending on the day. I loved it for a long time, and then, slowly, I began to understand why I was feeling off kilter when I was driving to work. I needed a job that would allow me to do things I love and am passionate about, but do so in my home environment.
I needed to be able to work from home, where I am my truest self, where I am the most productive, and where I am the happiest. And after sitting down and writing tangible steps towards a goal of working full time from home within two years, getting a call about a work from home job the very next day, and a few weeks later officially accepting the offer, I'm opening the door to the life I was designing.
Scratch that. To the life I knew God was telling me my heart needed. This feels right on every level. So here I go...opening my door, stepping out, and entering the chapter that was written for me.