Looking for the next door

You know that phrase, “When one door closes another opens”? It’s one of my husbands favorite sayings. Whereas my favorite saying is “Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong”. Just kidding, I’m actually getting much better at being optimistic.

I got news last week that things are changing at my current job. Changes scare me, once I find my comfort zone I would never leave if I had a choice. Even if my comfort zone isn’t so comfortable anymore, it’s easier than finding something new. But it looks like I’m not going to have much of a choice.

I reacted to the news of impending changes by curling up with a blanket and letting myself be overcome with worry. (That’s pretty much my normal reaction to any change.) My husband is actually happy about this, he thinks I’ve chosen the path of least resistance in life and that I need to challenge myself. And he knows that won’t happen unless I’m forced to. I hate it when he’s right.

Is there reason to worry? Sure, a little. I wasn’t given a lot of time to prepare for these upcoming changes, and while new doors may open, they don’t always open right when you need them to. I’m nervous, anxious, scared, but also a little excited. The sad truth is, I would never make the choice to broaden my horizons, or change my familiar patterns in life. I need a push. I prefer a gentle push, but I’ll take what I’ve been given.

So, I’m looking for that next door to open, since this one is closing. I know that a new door, or possibly several doors, will open. I’m confident that whatever is waiting for me behind those new doors will be good. No, it will be great.

So how do you deal with change, especially changes that are completely out of your control? Do you instantly go into “can do” mode? Or are you like me, lagging behind a bit, a little afraid of whatever might be coming?

He always tells it like he sees it
What’s weird about you?
This is all I get?