Goodbye...
Yesterday marked my last day with the organisation I have been with for almost three years, and the institution I have been comfortable in for the past eight years.
So much emotions going on in the last one month, ever since I made the rash decision to tender my resignation.
I would still say, though, that I have not regretted, even though people have told me that this tinge of regret would come back to bite me later.
I don't think I have ever received this many notes and gifts in my life? The waves of farewell greetings, hugs and handshakes really warmed me up on the inside and made me believe that I have touched the lives of some after all. I have had colleagues whom I hardly worked with asking to have lunch before I leave. I received some very cute notes and little gifts from people I had never received anything from before. A few old colleagues hugged me, patted my head, touched my face, cried for me, as if I were their daughter. The number of times I had free lunch and dinner became countless in the last three weeks. A colleague-cum-friend told me it is all about the karma I have accumulated in the last three years. I must say, I am quite thankful I have mostly the good ones.
LY jie gave me "åå ¨åįž" cards every year. They were specially handwritten by the calligraphy teacher who came during CNY every year. Yesterday, she passed me another one she had made into a bookmark earlier and handed to me along with a red packet just before I left the office. I gave her a big hug before bidding her goodbye. Before I closed the door behind me, I happened to look back at her and saw that she was crying. That really made me want to tear. If anything, she has been like a mother to me. I know I am going to miss her so much and I promised myself, I must visit her at least once a year.
I know I am leaving behind a bunch of good friends who have been so nice to me, or who have found a listening ear in me. While I feel sorry, I wish them all the very best and that they will be happy.
Of course I am intimidated by what is ahead of me, for everything still seems unknown at the moment. Yet in all honesty, I am more excited than scared. At the point when I made the decision to leave where I was, I know I still have my dreams and I am not going to give up on them just yet. I don't know the odds of reaching my dreams or being anywhere near, but I want to at least give it a shot, for if I don't, there will always be this bugging voice at the back of my head. I might fall very hard, I wish I won't have to come to that point, but I want to step out of my comfort zone, see the world and meet more people.
Thank you to the friends and colleagues who have ever been so understanding towards me and my dreams. I have with me so much fond memories in this place, but I know I have to move on. Goodbye, because there is really so much good in our byes :)
I am embarking on a new journey all over again. This time, I will explore the world with an open mind and a positive heart, like never before :)
So much emotions going on in the last one month, ever since I made the rash decision to tender my resignation.
I would still say, though, that I have not regretted, even though people have told me that this tinge of regret would come back to bite me later.
I don't think I have ever received this many notes and gifts in my life? The waves of farewell greetings, hugs and handshakes really warmed me up on the inside and made me believe that I have touched the lives of some after all. I have had colleagues whom I hardly worked with asking to have lunch before I leave. I received some very cute notes and little gifts from people I had never received anything from before. A few old colleagues hugged me, patted my head, touched my face, cried for me, as if I were their daughter. The number of times I had free lunch and dinner became countless in the last three weeks. A colleague-cum-friend told me it is all about the karma I have accumulated in the last three years. I must say, I am quite thankful I have mostly the good ones.
LY jie gave me "åå ¨åįž" cards every year. They were specially handwritten by the calligraphy teacher who came during CNY every year. Yesterday, she passed me another one she had made into a bookmark earlier and handed to me along with a red packet just before I left the office. I gave her a big hug before bidding her goodbye. Before I closed the door behind me, I happened to look back at her and saw that she was crying. That really made me want to tear. If anything, she has been like a mother to me. I know I am going to miss her so much and I promised myself, I must visit her at least once a year.
I know I am leaving behind a bunch of good friends who have been so nice to me, or who have found a listening ear in me. While I feel sorry, I wish them all the very best and that they will be happy.
Of course I am intimidated by what is ahead of me, for everything still seems unknown at the moment. Yet in all honesty, I am more excited than scared. At the point when I made the decision to leave where I was, I know I still have my dreams and I am not going to give up on them just yet. I don't know the odds of reaching my dreams or being anywhere near, but I want to at least give it a shot, for if I don't, there will always be this bugging voice at the back of my head. I might fall very hard, I wish I won't have to come to that point, but I want to step out of my comfort zone, see the world and meet more people.
Thank you to the friends and colleagues who have ever been so understanding towards me and my dreams. I have with me so much fond memories in this place, but I know I have to move on. Goodbye, because there is really so much good in our byes :)
I am embarking on a new journey all over again. This time, I will explore the world with an open mind and a positive heart, like never before :)
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