I still have a job

This week was the 22nd anniversary of Andy's death. I was surprised at the ease with which the day passed. The next day I found out I still have a job. The clinic where I work is consolidating and attempting to at least break even instead of losing money every year (our health care dollars at work). So, they chose to have us all interview again to see which ones would be chosen to hire back ... I was relieved to be chosen, but then again, I thought they'd be crazy not to hire me. After all, all that experience ... a shame to waste it.