Happy Friday, Wranglers! I normally try for a funny and upbeat Friday post (or at the very least, snarky). However, in light of Margie's post and the passing of her father-in-law, I don't want to be glib or careless. It all brings to mind the fact that change is the one thing in our lives that remains the same.
Having spent nearly two decades with my previous employer, I saw lots of change. And the way people reacted to change was always interesting. The merest whiff of change might drive some people over the edge, no matter how calmly we spoke and how many assurances we made that they would be ok. Others could ride that tide, that pendulum, that storm (funny how there are so many ways to even look at change) with admirable stoicism. Maybe they were certain it wouldn't affect them, maybe they just didn't care. Personally, I found myself not worrying over things I couldn't control (or maybe just burying my head in the sand... Again, so many ways to view it).
And now I'm on the cusp of more change. The job search continues, but (at the risk of jinxing myself) I'm in the final phases of one specific job interview process. Assuming it all goes well (cross your fingers, please!), I might be employed soon.
Gasp! Things are going to change, and I'm going to have to adapt. And my zen-like serenity has flown out the window. This job is a whole new adventure...a whole new unknown...and I'm way more nervous about it than I would have thought.
Deep breaths. In my mind, I know everything will be ok. I have faith that there is a plan for me and whatever is meant to be shall. I believe that good people land on their feet (and bad pennies always turn up... so I'm covered no matter what ;-) And yet the thought of change (you know, the change that I've been applying for, hoping for, working toward...) has me on the edge of my seat in a will-the-clown-from-the-IT-movie-drag-me-down-the-sewer-too kind of way.
I don't know which I dislike more: the thought of the upcoming change, or the fact that I'm skittish about it. Deep breaths. I can't stop change. I can only meet it head on, right? Accept it and deal with it as best as I can.
So how do you handle change?