Sometimes they don’t look like opportunities at first.
Sometimes they look exactly like endings.
A closed door.
A frightening conversation.
A sentence you don’t understand.
A walk away from a park with tears running down your face.
For years, I thought success meant proving that I deserved to keep my position.
Richard taught me something different.
Sometimes growth means becoming ready to leave the position that once defined you.
Not because you failed at it.
But because you’ve outgrown it.
The day Richard Bennett told me I no longer worked for him, I thought I had lost my job.
Technically, I had.
I lost my old title.
I lost my old role.
And eventually, I lost the habit of seeing myself as the frightened twenty-four-year-old woman who had walked into his office seven years earlier hoping someone would take a chance on her.
What I gained was something much bigger.
