Change is in the atmosphere, you can feel it coming
20.08.2008 @ 12:56pm
filed under: Personal
There were seven of us last night, we ranged in aged from late 20s to early 50s. The evening involved strawberry caprioskas and wine and tapas and pizza. And laughing. A lot of laughing.
I’ve worked with some of these women for almost three years. They are some of the nicest, most fun people I have ever met. We’ve had poker nights and nights of dancing and Friday afternoon wine sessions that occasionally turned into political debates. Last night was fun, but sad in a way. It was as if you could feel the tide going out, pulling some of us away. The evening was a goodbye dinner for P., who is off to Asia, Europe and the US for three months. I don’t think she’ll be back. There’s not a lot for her career-wise here, and she could do so much more someplace else. And M. was there, limited to one glass of wine now that baby is on the way. She’ll be going on maternity leave in December. There will be no more nights of drunken dancing in her living room, no more poker games at her kitchen table.
We talked about it this morning, how it very much felt like the ‘end of an era’ and that things weren’t going to be quite the same. We can either hold on tight to those of us who remain, recognise that things/people are changing and just see what it brings, or let go and walk away.
I haven’t quite figured out which option to pursue. I have never been very good at being the one left behind.