The Big Leap

How it all began... again.

More than five years since I left the comforts of UPLB, I found myself sitting in front of my desk, daydreaming. I knew it was wrong for me to be doing that. I was supposed to be working. Four months into my new job and my head is spinning. The clock was ticking very slowly and it was making my head throb. I was one of the chosen few. I knew it for a fact because I've seen all the faces of the other hopefuls I spent half a day with on that assessment day. And I felt guilty. I took away another person's chance to get the job of his/her dreams and there I was, sitting in front of my brand new company-issued laptop, tinkering with the oh-so-silent mobile phone they gave me as part of the package.

I was unhappy. And I knew I had to do something about it.

So I talked to my husband about my feelings towards work that evening. We made rough calculations and at the end of the conversation, it was decided. I will submit my resignation letter the following day.

And I did. I emailed a signed copy and sent a printed one. The next day, a reply came from my manager. My resignation had been approved. I was elated. It was the first step in my new journey.

I left the office on my last working day with a smile on my lips and a skip on my feet. I was grateful to be given the opportunity to work for such a prestigious company. In a span of four months, I worked under the supervision of the two most amazing mentors I've ever had. In that short period, I was given the friendship, the trust, the respect, and the encouragement that I needed and deserved and I know I will never forget that.

That evening on the 8th of April 2011, was when I finally became free to do what I love the most.

To write. That and nothing else.

And I will never let go of it again. Ever.