The word has begun to sneak out around the workplace … Debra’s retiring! The atmosphere has turned a little gloomy, as though everyone feels a heavy sharp knife hanging over exposed necks. There’s a happy face plastered on top, but the gloom oozes around the edges. This is the part I did not want to drag out.
I’ve been lucky in previous work separations to hand pick my successor, but not this time. And, it feels really comfortable to leave it like that. The workplace I’m leaving is undergoing its own change process and my departure is part of that. ...
Maybe you’re in the same place I am: ready to move on to the next stage in life. Or perhaps you’re thinking about making a change. Sometimes we have an urge to create change and then abandon the notion because we don’t want to rock the boat, or we’re concerned that someone else may be hurt. I know how it feels to stare at change from the sidelines and to put others first. Over the years, though, I’ve found that when it’s time, it’s time.
Our challenge is to call “time” before time runs out.
So, I’ve decided to retire from my day job ...