"A horse is a horse of course of course..." (please tell
me that all of you recognize the opening words to the "Mr. Ed" theme
from the early-mid-sixties.) This post is really not about horses or any
closely related equines, for that matter; rather, it is about twists of fate
and dealing with change. So how, you might ask, does change have anything to do
with a reference to an obscure memory for my childhood and specifically about
horses? Well, I'll tell you...I've helped people deal with changes in
their lives for years. Professionally, my last job was in human resources. Let
me just say, during certain parts of the year, the "career
counseling" I did with people was all about dealing with change.
Its funny how we view things differently when we are directly
involved. Haime and I moved with Chip and Reece to California from Texas
several years ago when Haime accepted a promotion. It was a great decision for
us all. The boys (at the time, men now...where the hell did the time go?) met
some lifelong friends, Haime was very successful in his position and my career
couldn't have been better. Mostly, we made some amazing and lifelong friends
ourselves whom we miss everyday. When we told my family that we were moving, my
parents were very supportive and never made us feel bad about our decision.
Then...
Late last week we learned that Chip and Mallory might be
relocating due to a job offer. WOW...suddenly the tables were turned. My first,
(and honestly, my only real reaction) was one of pride. I was actually sort of
surprised by that. I've written several times about how genuinely proud I am of
our kids (whether by birth or marriage) and this felt like an expression of
that. Haime and I talked about how often we'd travel to see them (OK, really we
talked about seeing Carter), but we also talked about what an opportunity this
might be for them. They have decided to stay put and continue working here
which is great for us, but I'm also very sure that they will probably leave the
area one day to pursue some career advancement. We remain very proud of them
and the fact that others see what talent they have; I am also very proud of the
fact that we can let them go, to pursue the path that is right for them.
Funny how being on the outside of changes around you, and looking in, is so very different than being more directly involved. You might even call it "a horse of a different color."
TTFN
Lois
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