Yesterday was supposed to be a decision day for me. Only the decision I thought I was going to make was on a different thing.

Due to recent mishaps at work, my boss 'strongly suggested' that I be re-assigned to another event. I should have seen it coming, and I have been given enough opportunities to avoid it but I didn't. His parting words of advice to me were: "He that fights and runs away will live to fight another day."


We've had several internal discussions in the office already and hopefully we'll be able to resolve the re-assignments (if at all) early next week. It’s just funny how things come at you all at the same time, and when you least expect it.


I'm thinking through my next steps now, with the help of my friends and workmates, which I fully appreciate. But mostly, I'm glad for the talk I had with my step mom this morning. Its amazing how even in the little time we spend with each other, she can read me so well. Either she's really good, or I'm that transparent.


Something she said struck me. She said: "Among all my children, I am worried most about you, because I haven't seen you shine yet... Something in you died long ago... and you need to find it and bring it back."


That made me sad. I think I lost a bit of something too, I just don't know what or when or how I lost it. It’s haunting me until now.


But I'm quite sure things are going to look up soon. Already, I’m even excited about what new opportunities this event has brought. I guess this is just another wake up call for me.