My Chair

On Monday, I will begin a new job. It's a great opportunity that I have worked hard for and prayed for. I'm excited to get started on a new challenge, but in the mean time, I'm training my replacement the person who will fill my position. He is great, outgoing, fun and easy to get along with. I have no doubt he will do a great job, but.... he set in my chair today.

My chair.

My boss purchased that chair as a "Christmas gift" when I kept complaining about the back pains I would get with the old one. No one else uses that chair; it's my chair. And my desk. And my computer, we've survived two viruses together.

I guess I'm having a hard time letting go. The truth is, I really don't care about these things, just what they represent. They represent the hard work, the time and effort I've put into this job and the memories I've made. This job has been a huge blessing in my life and I am so thankful for my time there.

I'm going to have to get over the fact that business will go on as usual once I'm gone. Do you think they'd let me take my chair though?