“Do you have a preference for when and how I tell people?” I asked.
“I can’t think of a way to make this easy.”
“Oh, I’m not looking for easy,” I replied. “Nothing about this is going to be easy. I don’t expect it to be.”
I made my Thursday-morning lap around the building, stopped to tell one, then two. Then back to my office to get the word out before they saw that they were looking for a new coach and didn’t even know it. By some glitch, my job had posted already.
“So today, then,” we had agreed, laughing so we wouldn’t cry.
And today it was, then, that I let people know. Not in the way I envisioned – face-to-face and heart-to-heart – but before my team found out some other way (at least I hope).
Like I do so often when I’m not quite sure it’s worded quite right, I turned my head and pressed “send” anyway:
I wanted to send a quick note to let you know that I have accepted a position…
An end-of-meeting small-group announcement, a few hallway and inner-office congratulations, and many held-breath hugs later, and I was on my way home.
Nothing about this is easy. I don’t expect it to be.
That’s not the kind of coach I’ve been. It’s not the kind of crew they are.
So today, then, we’re going to let it be hard. We owe that to each other.
Well, we’ll just have to see what tomorrow brings.