Finally

I've been jobless for 4 months. Four glorious months! Two of them I have been home for and have been enjoying the down time...hiking, playing, sleeping, reading, etc. But last week I think I hit my turning point...I think! I was sick for the whole week. Every time I thought I was getting better, I would get exhausted and dizzy and have to head BACK to my place on the couch. I read (3 books in the week), I slept, I watched movies...and I realized that I wasn't missing anything. Don't get me wrong. It's not a bad thing to be sick and not be missing work--I didn't lose sick days or money or stress about not being at my job. But I realized that no one was missing me. I wasn't missing out on anything. It hit me quite quickly that I'm starting to be ready to look for the next step.

I have taken to calling this period of time my self-imposed sabattical. It's been wonderful. I had hoped that during this time I would have some wonderful break-through realization of "it"...that thing I have been placed in the world to do and that will give me unending satisfaction. Shockingly, that didn't happen! So I think it's time to start stepping out in faith and pray that as I move forward, passion and desire and direction will come in some form. So here's to hoping that the search won't be too daunting!