A year ago today I resigned from a job that I loved but could no longer participate in.
A year ago today we walked away from the church we had been a part of for 18 years, the church we had been a part of since before we got married, the only church home our kids had ever known.
A year ago today time seemed to stand still as I drafted the letter that would end my employment of 13 years, our church home of 18 years, friendships a decade or more old, and so much more.
I think that's all I can write for now.