“When one door closes, another opens.” This is the phrase that I kept ruminating on, running over and over again in my mind like a touchstone, as I started to come to terms with the reality that I had just been laid off from my job in the middle of a global pandemic.
The meeting was on a Tuesday, and I was told that Friday would be my last day. Three days. Three days were all I had to transition my projects, wrap up current work, say goodbye to friends and colleagues.
In a way, the rapidly changing circumstances were a kind of blessing; it didn’t allow me much time to think, so I had to act, and I welcomed that distraction.
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