bittersweet

As people get to know me at my new job, they've often said, "oh, you're the new Katy."
Um, okay, yes, that's a way to look at it.

But, I'm not Katy. New, old, improved, seasoned, infant, or otherwise. She's been training me. She offers a plethora of experience and wisdom. I won't arrive there quickly (if??).

And we're different. She's leaving to be home with her five-month old baby. She's eager for that opportunity.

She also grieves.

Transitions. We need them. But we don't always want them.
It's hard to leave something that has offered life.

We might be plagued by questions:
What if there isn't life beyond this?
What if this is "as good as it gets?"
What if God really doesn't know what He's doing? (my questions, not Katy's)
Was this the right decision?
How do I know if I heard God's voice?

Strangely, rapidly, thankfully, I've gotten to know Katy's heart. I've met her kids. I heard her story.

But she's not working here anymore.

Do we understand the significance of these interactions when our lives naturally won't overlap again? Sigh. Probably not. But then, we're called to love. Not necessarily to understand.

Katy loves well. I am a grateful recipient.

pictured above: LeAnne, Katy, me, Pat. The GR SAU crew.