Today is another crisp fall day. It seems perfect to be thinking about new beginnings. I’ve been having a lot of those lately. Last month, it was starting at a brand new agency and having to learn about new policies, techniques, and even just workplace culture. This month, I’m starting to prepare for another new beginning. October might be my final month with my beloved crisis team.

I love crisis work. I always have. There is something about being challenged daily that excites me. But for life reasons, it’s time to move on. It’s not a major change in the sense that I’ll be staying with the same agency. However, it means leaving a team that I have loved being a part of for the last seven years.

Each October day that passes makes it all the more real. I can feel my anxiety levels slowly increasing each day. I can’t even pinpoint what it is that I’m anxious about. I know I can do the work. I know I’m ready to try something different. But each time I think about it, I get the knot in my stomach and tingling energy coursing through my veins.

I don’t think about this anxiety as a negative though. Sure, it’s not super fun to experience. But what’s the alternative? To never change? To never grow? To never explore? That is not a life I’m interested in living. So I am simply acknowledging those physical signs of change and thank my body for acknowledging the changes that are coming my way.