I am writing this entry on Sunday, June 19th Father's Day. It's a sad day for me because my Dad is gone and so is the children's father, my husband. Not much to celebrate.
So here it is very early in the morning and I am sitting in my office. I have run to my comfort zone. Lane and I went into the consulting business together in 1997. We rented a small office about one mile from our house. We worked together in business just as we did in our personal life -- a good, well matched team. We had different skill sets so there was never any competition or jealousy. We had our eyes on the prize. We were building a nest egg for retirement so that we could travel and do whatever we wanted to do. It was great being together, making money and having fun doing it.
When Lane died I didn't think I would ever step into this office again. Too many memories, too much of us in here. But of course I did and now for many reasons I have a hard time not being here. I could easily work out of my home but I don't want to give up this comfort zone. This is the place where I feel Lane's presence and guidance. I often come here on the weekends or stay late when I don't have to. It's my comfort zone and I can't give it up. Not yet, anyway.
Do you have a comfort zone?