Well, it's been seven and one-half months since I was laid off from my last role as a corporate recruiter. In that time, I have gone through every possible emotion as a result of my circumstance. The initial numbness of denial at the loss of my job of seven years. The anger of "Why me?". The inevitable acceptance of circumstance. The excitement of the prospect of starting fresh and anew. The flattery of people reaching out to you with opportunity. The searing pain of rejection. The glimmers of satisfaction when you know you've had a positive impact on someone else's search for gainful employment. Lastly, that final feeling of elation of the roller coaster coming to its final stop, and disembarking as I accept the offer so generously extended.

Wow.... What a feeling. I'm in that zone right now.  I feel blessed that I'm here, having held on, white-knuckled at times through the ride. The excitement is almost unbearable. The anticipation of the first day in the new office is mounting. Planning for the logistics of the assignment. The new people I'll meet. The groups I'll be supporting. So fresh I can almost taste it.

I do feel a certain sadness, though. Almost a guilt. Again, "Why me?" comes into play and rears its ugly head. So many others less fortunate than me in their circumstance, with their perception of a less than break-even chance of finding a job, much less an opportunity. My heart breaks for those I've come to know, and who have shared in my struggles since March, yet still have no viable prospects. To you I tip my hat, and say "Hold on to the bar, your ride will come to an end".  My ride is over, and it's time for me to move on, and shed any remaining sadness and angst, and for now, enjoy my good fortune, and that final feeling of elation.

Never give up. Fight hard every day. Stay strong and find a reason. May God bless you in your journey as He has mine.