8 weeks.
8 weeks until my “new normal”.
8 weeks until I can breathe a different kind of breath…
8 weeks.
8 weeks of grinding, toiling, late nights and early mornings as a capstone.
A capstone watered by tears and new beginnings. New beginnings and closed chapters.
8 weeks of moving forward down the path… a path… a journey… of rest and renewal.
8 weeks.
8 weeks of continuous goodbyes while saying “Hello”.
Hello to a different kind of future.
Hello to forging paths ahead.
Hello to taking a leap, and then finding the wings and wind to sustain.
8 weeks.
8 weeks to closing a decade of service and a mountain of love.
8 weeks until the tomorrows look vastly different from the yesterdays.
8 Weeks to Go.