The Truth Always Surfaces

As kids, my sibling and I where raised to “finish” our plates. My sibling hated brussel spouts with a passion. In trying to outsmart the Plate Police, my sibling would hide the green veggies behind the old, dusty iron fire distinguisher in the hall closet.

For the moment, my sibling would have victory. In the long run, the truth of her NOT finishing her plate always surfaced. Typically around late spring, when the house would warm, and well, those good for ya veggies started to really stink.

It’s a life lesson. No matter how much you really want to hide your inner dreams, fears, feelings, likes, and dislikes, the real you will eventually surface. Sometimes we try to pass off our anger or dislikes from a source that really isn’t the TRUE source.

I’ve had a bad couple weeks… Crammed with just a crap load to do, holidays coming (ooooh I love Christmas!), obligations to take care of, and the list goes on and on. I’ve needed a sanctuary where I could forget about all the crap sitting at home waiting to drown me alive, and I wanted it to be my work. My work was my sanctuary, and still is. I just tried to bag it in with all the other not so cool crap and toss it to the side as something that needed change.

My truth surfaced tonight. Weeding through various job boards, my heart saddened with a deep pain. I realized I will never find a job like this ever again….and how much I love my work, boss, and even those nagging clients.

I’m old enough to know that you can’t hold onto something forever, but young enough to strive to recreate it sometime in the future.