Resignation

Today is the day I resigned from Pramerica.

It was both a sad and happy day.

It was sad because I am ending a chapter in my life that was meaningful and fun at the same time.

I was happy because now I could move on.

Today I realized that a resignation letter is so much more than it actually is. If I were to write all that I wanted to write in there, it would be much longer.

I wanted to write about how my experiences in the company has made me question my capabilities and at the same time made me celebrate them as well.

I wanted to write how I learned humility and "pride" while with them.

I wanted to write about the fact that I am not writing to resign from them but from my individual clients as well.

I wanted to write about why it was one hell of a ride!

I wanted to write about how excited I was to rise in the morning in good times and how heavy the "boulder" that keeps me in bed in bad times.

I wanted to write about how being with them allowed me to build new friendships and test old ones.

I wanted to write about the many jeepney, tricycle and train rides I took to meet people who I am both excited and anxious to meet.

I wanted to write about how much I am a better judge of character now.

I wanted to write about the things that I experienced "first" in Pramerica...
1st time someone hang up on me
1st time I was totally ignored like I was not even there
1st time I felt I was measured up as a person
1st time a friend refused to meet up with me
1st time - a total stranger on our first meeting- cried and shared her personal battles to me
1st time a client calls me when I am sick
1st time a client visited my house
1st time a husband asked me to deliver his policy as a wedding anniversary gift to his wife.

There were so many things to write about but there seems to be no proper place for it in my letter.

Now I know why it is called a "resignation" letter.

I am resigned to the fact that none of the above will find it's way into a one page, formal, office document.

I am resigned to the fact that this is coming to an end.

I am now allowing other people to take care of my clients because I am not indispensable.

I am now letting go.

But I am happy....

Happy that somehow, after making the decision, I immediately knew and felt it was the right thing to do.

Happy that now, I have only to take care of myself for once.

Happy that I brought along so much with me to my next journey.

Happy that for the first time in three years, though I will always be a life planner to my clients, I am just me.

Just Check.


When in the end oh Lord i am a Life Planner no more, keep with me the warm memories of faces, trials, joys, stories and moments that made life worthwhile.

- from a Life Planner's Prayer , posted July 14, 2004