Summer 2017. I think this is a summer that will stay with me for a long time. Back in June I mentioned I had left a workplace that wasn’t a good place for me anymore. It turned out to be harder to leave than I anticipated because there were details that weren’t resolved until July. I left this job for a few opportunities that feel pretty nebulous–they have from the start and it’s caused a lot of stress and anxiety. I entered the summer–and went through June–feeling pretty beaten up.
When I think of all that, Summer 2017 is a summer I’d love to say goodbye to and wipe from my memory.
But I can’t.
You might expect me to say something like, “I’ve learned so much and grown through all of this.” And I suppose there’s probably some truth to that, but I’d prefer if the lessons I take away from this summer are more eloquent than the first two that came to mind when I wrote that sentence.
No, I can’t say goodbye to Summer 2017 and I can’t ask all the memories from this summer to leave, because it’s also been one of the best I’ve had in a long time. (And I’m excited about what’s ahead in August!) The stress and anxiety aren’t gone and I don’t know what my life is going to look like this fall, but there’s one reason this summer has also been so great.