Letting go…

Yesterday, I overheard a conversation at work. A project that would have normally been given to me was given to someone else, someone younger, someone hungrier. My first reaction was habitual and I became angry. But, the anger left as quickly as it had flared up.

“Why?” I asked myself, “What was going on?”

I had plenty of work and this new project would have been a burden. I really like the manager who had taken on this project. He is young, smart, dedicated and is a good leader. Our company has a lot of young, new talent; people who want to make a contribution.

I started out over eleven years ago in an entry level position working third shift and worked my way to the top. I embraced my job with every fiber of my being and it defined who I was for a very long time.

But, things have changed over the last few months, and I realize that I am letting-go. I am good at what I do, but it is no longer who I am.

Letting go of an old identity is making room for a new identity, one I cannot fully see yet.

It is not easy, but it is not as difficult as I imagined it to be either.