And all shall give thanks.

This year I’m thankful for a handsome and every perfect for me, husband. For a Mom and dad that love and support me. For a sister and brother in law that I count among my best friends. For a whole string of “I married into this family” but they make me feel like I really belong every time I see them. For friends that live nearby, not so nearby and really far away – and how the distance between us never matters. For a community at church that makes this season of life even that much better. For my health and the health of those around me. For a job, not just any job, but a job I like that doesn’t involve a 3 hour commute.

The end of an era.

Tuesday was it – the end of my first job out of college, the very start of my career. The goodbye to four years of hard work, frustrations, great feats and even better comrades. I’ve written and re-written this post trying to honor all the thoughts, feelings and memories I want to include, but there just isn’t a way to do it without sounding like a bi-polar lunatic on the verge. I could tell you about conversations that literally had me laughing so hard that no noise came out and it’s a miracle that I didn’t wet my pants on the spot, strings of emails that caused an inappropriate amount of swearing and random office jokes including a cinnamon bear gummy hand and a creepy clawed potty pass…