Out of the closet

Sometimes you think that you're stepping out of your comfort zone, but really, you aren't. Have I really? Well I lived away from home for about a year, but my parents supported me financially the entire time. So does that count? Maybe it does, but it could have been more meaningful if I had tried to support myself. I realize that all the things I have done in my life was a result of my "searching." You know that empty feeling that while you have "stuff", what does it really mean to have them when you didn't work for them? I was never satisfied and I wanted to really give something back. To put it simply, I was looking for my purpose.

Recently I've had a few surprises at work, both good and bad. I think I've said this before but the work that I do is something I love and I feel lucky that I wake up in the morning to do the kind of work I do. It hasn't been a completely smooth run and I think I only realized recently that I needed a change. I needed to grow. Well as usual, the universe cooked up just what I needed, at the right time, and the right place. I've been given the opportunity to welcome a new challenge. I'm still waiting to see if this is really what's meant for me. No worries for me. I trust that things will happen if they should.