My last day at the mothership is today. At this moment, I am finishing up my last transitional documents and packing of my desk.
It’s bittersweet. It’s heartbreaking. At the same time it’s a much needed change.
I have spent 3 amazing and fulfilling years at the mothership. There have been ups and downs throughout this period. During this time I have met volunteers that have welcomed me with open arms, took some warming up to my big personality, and others who rather I would’ve never showed up at the mothership. I found my calling with volunteer management and was able to thrive greatly in a role that I was honestly made for. The skills I was able to develop and hone will forever play a part as I continue to advance my career. With that, the volunteers that I have been able to build relationships with will forever be cherished.
What I will say about the mothership is that I have gained a number of lifelong friends. These are friends that I do not know what life would be like without them. They have seen me angry, in sheer tears of confusion and frustration, and at the point to where I wanted to walk out – through it all they managed to keep me together. My work wife completed me and life seems to be dwindling away as I understand that I will never had another relationship like this again.
As this week as slowly and slowly inched by, I’ve realized that I am taking a monumental leap of faith.
A new job. A new team. A variety of new opportunities.
The mothership will forever have a place in my heart. My work wife will forever be a lifelong friend. Team Wicked Sick will forever be the greatest team to grace the mothership since sliced bread and deep fried samoas. Wish me luck as I take on this new challenge – I’ll need it.
Here’s to the new world!