Moving was stressful yet inevitable.
I needed a fresh start after all the trauma I went through.
I lost everything that mattered to me when my husband and daughters got into that fatal accident. I would have been with them if not for the busy schedule at work. The news of their sudden demise hit me hard. I felt guilty that I was not with them. For some reason, I was in so much pain that I could not think straight for a few months. Everything around the house and neighborhood reminded me of them. My boss noticed that I was a shadow of my previous self as suggested that I move to a new city where he wanted me to head the new department that was starting. This was a welcomed relief that I did not know I needed. I grabbed the opportunity because I wanted to get out of the only place I knew. Anything was better than the million reminders I got every day. That was a good move because I had so much to do at the new branch that I hardly had time to worry or overthink. I needed to find myself comfortable accommodation and also set up the office at work. One weekend I went out HVAC system shopping and met a calm HVAC technician. He was kind to me and realized that I was overwhelmed. He offered to help me choose the proper heating and cooling unit and promised to service it. He took me to their HVAC business premise to find the ideal unit and advised me how to change filters for the AC. For the first time in a long time, I knew that everything would be fine.
