February: the month that was: Saying goodbye to a lengthy career, to a workplace that I have re-shaped into a comfort zone, to colleagues who've become dear friends, to patients, all of whom will be just fine without me, but with whom I'll still miss working. I look in the mirror most mornings and say, "Any second thoughts about this?" The answer is, "No, none. It's so time for me to go!"

It was a nice office.



After the farewell dinner cruise with co-workers in New York harbor, I'll be working through saying goodbye to my neighborhood, to New York. (I'm not really speaking to the U.S. these days, so I won't say goodbye to it, but I will keep my ties to it - by voting and praying to the deities for its rescue.)

I really hope that all the people to whom I've given my forwarding address will come to visit or at least just touch base with me when they can get to Italy. The historical continuity of the relationships I've made and re-made over the years is important to me. It's in large part what makes me me.

posted by Joanna @ 2/19/2005 03:36:00 AM