I quit my job.

I quit my job yesterday.

It still feels strange to say that out loud after seven and a half years. I knew leaving wouldn’t be easy, but I underestimated just how hard it would be to walk away from the people who’ve become such a big part of my life.

These are the coworkers who became close friends — the ones who saw me through a master’s degree, a pandemic, both pregnancies, and now this crazy move. They’ve had my back through every season of life, and I’m endlessly grateful for that.

Upwards and onwards!