I changed brokers this week. After 10-1/2 years of working at the same firm, I was given the opportunity to partner up with a former colleague. After many conversations with him, much praying, going over the pros and cons of making such a change again and again and again, talking with family, and realizing I could no longer ignore the many signs that this was something I had to try, I made the move.
I opted to tell my sales director in person of my decision rather than sneak into the office in the middle of the night and leave my key along with a farewell note laying on her desk. (I never understood the reason for leaving that way. Just seems silly.) After all, my entire real estate career had been with this company, and I felt no ill will toward them. It's a great company; I just could not pass up this new opportunity.
I had contacted some co-workers directly to tell them of my decision and was humbled by their responses. Support. Encouragement. Grace. Class. Dare I say even some love. I got teary-eyed. A lot.
There were, however, some less than flattering comments said directly to me, as well as to others that found their way back to me. Dang. Sucked the air right out of my balloon.
So it was a mixed bag of emotions this past week. And it was a bag full of lessons and reminders, too.
You have to do what is right for you.
You cannot control what others say about you.
Family and friends will always have your back. Always.
Change is scary. And change is exciting.
Sometimes it is best to keep what you really think to yourself.
Mom and Dad were right. Honesty is the best policy.
Mom and Dad were right again. If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.
Focus on the positive. Always the positive.
I worked for a great company for 10-1/2 years, and I am beyond grateful for what I learned, for the people I met and got to work with, for the relationships, and for the skills and knowledge I am taking with me.
What a week it has been. And what a journey I have ahead. I am moving on...