Then the Rain Came...

Previously on Sean rants about his job:

"I feel I've come head-on to a crossroads in my professional life, and I need to start making some tough choices."

Shortly after writing this, a storm unlike any seen in ten years during June, rolled into Denver. It sat over the town, casting everything in a luminescent pall that reminds me of pictures I've seen of Seattle, and it rained. It rained for days on end.

And wouldn't you know it, during this shower feeding the drought starved land where I live, I also received nourishment I so desperately needed. Suddenly there might be life left in a dead-end job.

My sustenance came in the form of recognition. No awards, no meaningless certificates, just real, tangible, recognition that someone who needed to, sees contribution and value in my work and agrees that my role should be expanded to better reflect what I actually do. No grandiose gestures, no ticker tape, just recognition.

(deep breath, then release)

The clouds lifted a little. The sun began to peek through, and there was life again.