I quit my job. It feels great to say those words so I’m going to give you a moment to marinate on that.
When I first got sick with Neuromyelitis Optica (NMO) I spent 6 months recovering from a Transverse Myelitis attack and in the process was let go from my job. It was absolutely devastating to be in recovery and then lose one’s identity. Now that is has been several years later (with my career back on track, a marriage, a new house, and a baby) I can look back and be thankful that my path has led me to the words, “I quit my job”.
Although I can’t speak quite yet about what I’ll be doing next, I can say that it is of no surprise to anyone who knows me well that I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Before NMO I felt invincible – I was young, ambitious and fearless. NMO took me down a couple pegs but it hasn’t defeated me.
As I see it I’m more prepared now for a challenge then I was before. I’m a Mama Bear now so I truly understand what it means to fight for my cub. And I have the amazing support of my husband – he’s my coach in my corner telling me when to throw my left hook. And like NMO, which is a relentless disease, I’ll fight with a vengeance over and over again. NMO has made me a more real person.
I know I’m one of the lucky ones. Every morning I throw my feet over the bed and hold my breath until I’m sure I can feel them touch the ground. So, in a big picture kind of way, it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t fight the good fight for each and every one of you in my NMO family.
“Out there in some garage is an entrepreneur who’s forging a bullet with your company’s name on it.” -Gary Hamel